Yeah, yeah Dope stash in my Beamer I can cash out on Adidas Should I trap? Or should I rap and spend this cash all on a feature? My niggas is in the field and they adopted so I teach But I gotta spend this cash all on this motherfucking re-up I'm trying to be a leader, but shit, I'm falling in my past The trap calling for this cash I scrape the bottom of the stash Front a nigga one and I compress it, I can stretch that bitch to half A lot of shit a nigga never had a nigga tryna grab And R.I.P. my nigga Black, 'cause they done chopped him into pieces He was trying to duck police's I was trying to duck the reaper I was on the block hustling Just tryna stuff the reefer in the pocket with the nina Shit I'm popping with the heater If I need her I'm in the kitchen Baking like Anita Trying to freak it like Adina Sell a sneak it to Abina I was younger Was fucking up the re-up Copping sneakers 'Cause the O.G.'s never taught me how to be up I got beat up on them corners but I came back Trap back, jumping, had it popping on the same track Lil' mama thugging, got my name as a face tat Shit, you gotta face facts It's some real niggas in this shit you can't replace that Same block, same strap Shoot a nigga face back Leave his head in his legs waist in his wave cap Cock the K back Was blowing blades where his braids at Cock the K back, had so much pain so I stained that Mama cried tears, we did bids throughout the years I had a couple niggas die and I'm just wishing you was here But shit it's clear I'm riding with my pistol like a piston through the fear, and let them niggas know I'm here I promise when I die they'll celebrate me like I'm Pac It'll be because I reach my goal, not cause I sold this rock Any nigga that try too hate me, promise dog, they gon' get shot I'm from the Dot And I got some niggas that's still down to knock yo top I put this on my baby This being broke shit done drove me crazy All my friends done went ghost and went Swayze My number 1 question now is, "Lord, am I gone make it?" 'Cause it's times I feel alone and just so hopeless on this pavement I tried to work a 9-5 but I can't wait for payment Shit, that shit just take too long and plus the feeling so complacent But I look at that road, and it's like my goals are so adjacent The devil on my shoulder, it's getting colder in this basement I got killers to the left of me drug dealers on my right To the world they look scary, but I knew these niggas all my life And now my lil' nigga scamming, he tryna cop it off a swipe I remember different nights Ducking cops and running flights of stairs niggas getting scared but pussy boy, that ain't my type I threw it up with niggas pass my weight and twice my height Ever sat up in that dark place, just tryna find the light? I can't even trust myself, my left hand don't know my right I can put this on my dead momma Marajuana sales bought this Farrogamo Out of state licks, still got the flicks of Moncler on me Bitch, I'm all smiles like the logo of the Murakami Niggas can't stop me, now they fearing on me Only thing I fear is God I could never fear the odds Eric committing a suicide the only time you seen the tears fall Shot my nigga Netsa, in his head they tried to clear 'em off Then my cousin Dave got shot in front of grandmas I been in them shootouts in the parking lots and stand offs Real plugs where I'm from, no niggas never ran off Give it to my lil' nigga, pass it by the hand off Had to sell him game you gotta pass and put yo man on
'Cause even if I Even if I don't get it Then I might die trying 'Cause I was born broke, but ima die rich Even if I If I never get it I'll still have this dope stash When I blow past Selling snow like it's winter in the forecast I gotta make it I gotta make it Said I gotta make it And if they won't give it to me, I'm gone take it Oh I gotta make it I gotta make it And if they won't give it to me I'm gone take itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
