Me and my brother in the cut posted tryna get paid
Tired misery, stressing man smoking a J
Steady serving that dope ran out of gas I lost hope
Devil talk say he'll sign me man he needed my soul
Had to take a lotta losses hold it in I cant fold
I done seen a lotta shit hold it I been bold
They was looking for my hear but that shit had got stole
They was looking for my heart but that shit had got cold
Two deep strapped with the llama
Steady chasing paper routes boy I put that on my momma
Nigga go an start shit then we go an end them dramas
All about them bands boy I put that on a come up
Got my brother with me and we trappin till the sun up
Got some hittas with me an we trappin cannot let up
If a nigga hating on you tell that nigga get his bread up
Member being dead broke sum tell me keep my head up
Had to walk through the rain lord knows that I was fed up
Conversations by myself , little nigga time to cut up
Got a nigga serving yams ,try to short him you get wet up
Had to do it for my fam so you know I cannot let up
Member days was down an dark talk to god help me get up
Lotta shit be on my chest it be hard for me to settle
Night vision scope a nigga if he playing with my cheddar
Had to go an get that money in whatever f*cking weather
Me and my brother in the cut posted tryna get paid
Tired misery, stressing man smoking a J
Steady serving that dope ran out of gas I lost hope
Devil talk say he'll sign me man he needed my soul
Had to take a lotta losses hold it in I cant fold
I done seen a lotta shit hold it I been bold
They was looking for my hear but that shit had got stole
They was looking for my heart but that shit had got cold
And I done lost a lot of niggas that I cant get back
Really could've played ball but kept my mind on the trap
Use to try to fall in love but aint know the meaning of it
Really made me less productive ended up leaving the bitch
Cause I know all my life I never needed a bitch
And I cant stop fighting all these demons and shit
And I can never stop the hustling they got my boy in the box
F*ck the feds long live flip and free my young nigga Fox
F*ck all dem percs I aint really with them
Im rolling up off a jigga
They aint no pain killers
I really just miss my niggas
I had to stay 10 toes cause I know there's better days
My nigga told me to chill but im ready to buss the K
Them boys be talking off pills they aint really bout what they say
I aint really gone be at peace until that nigga in the grave
We gone have niggas spin your block
Throw a band if they split your top
Another band if you still can talk
Running man if we here the cops
Me and my brother in the cut posted tryna get paid
Tired misery, stressing man smoking a J
Steady serving that dope ran out of gas I lost hope
Devil talk say he'll sign me man he needed my soul
Had to take a lotta losses hold it in I cant fold
I done seen a lotta shit hold it I been bold
They was looking for my hear but that shit had got stole
They was looking for my heart but that shit had got cold