Product of my own place Sirens cryin', cold case Every time I see a opp I see my own face Is that my own hate? Or God tryna set my soul straight? You either in that movie or you watchin' it None of this designer shit Be feelin' like accomplishments Busy got no time for shit They ain't never been to these trenches Why would they buy the shit? You gon' make a promise please honor it Groupie bitches fuckin' 'cause astonishment Whole different creed, some Adonis shit Leavin' off this earth would make my momma sick They don't sponsor this music, they can't endorse this I'm gon' let somebody kid know about them court trips Know about the rules, how the board switch How to spot a whore bitch Brooms that you do your street chores with The lawyer, the indictment and the bail How my mother sleep peaceful, I was layin' in that cell Say she know I'm safe Know what you did then you know your fate So me and Karma got a chosen date Ain't no parole, he don't know his date Somebody lazy, he don't know he great That nigga lazy, he don't know he great Prayin' that your losses be your lessons, what you dreamin' 'bout? Fallen down one too many times, bring that demon out Fucked her, I ain't eat her out That dealership we speedin' out Winkin' at my lawyer while we leavin' out Shit I don't even need a mouth Play it by the rules, you ain't safe without your tool He in the feds, we tell his daughter he in school Told his son he was in college You just got it, you ain't shot it Tell the truth and keep it honest I ain't wife her 'cause of mileage Gang time, but at the end of day I gotta bang mine 30 shot gon' get to rippin', nigga had a changed mind Tryna set my daughter straight, makin' sure my baby good Told her where I got these scars Asked me what is Neighborhood Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, niggas tried to hit me up Know that if my circle fall, niggas ain't gon' get me up Know I hold this hood down, tryna lift my city up Bitches down to fuck you if you lit enough They fuckin' if you lit enough You workin' or you dreamin'? We only eat with these demons Took my stripper bitch to Neimans, she was fiendin' That pussy wet: Aquafina Line a nigga, I need her Bring a bitch then she gon eat her, these Raf Simons Adidas Foreign bitch she got a body, no VISA Won't let me leave her Love my mother, love my heater Love my ex but I ain't need her I love my hood, I love my cuz I love my lawyer like he blood Got these diamonds out the mud We don't be talkin' to the fuzz—no! Bird talk, transact, started off from dime bags She gon' give that pussy up, she want a Vuitton bag 30s in that stashbox, load it up for combat Spent a couple bands on another “where you find that” Long as I stay 10 toes Long as I don't ever tell “Money over bitches,” live by it, you'll never fail Long as I stay 10 toes Long as I don't ever tell “Money over bitches,” live by it, you can never failTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
