Ugh
Through all the bulls*** I been through
Stayed solid Neva told never will I switch
I told my mom that we gone be rich
Don't gotta wait on them taxes just to look like we lit
My mom told me boy don't bring them drugs to ya crib
And not to let to many niggas know where you live
Cause they change like the weather once they see you doing better
These niggas weird tryna trick me out my spot but I'm to clever
Told them I was gone make it and they telling me never
I never listened just stacked my bread now look at this cheddar
The nigga that killed my pops no I don't feel you nigga
If I run into you just know imma kill you nigga
Hope you hear this shit cause I want you to feel this nigga
You smoke weed f*ck bitches you not the realist nigga you trippin,
Niggas walk around screaming no cap
Be the main niggas lying, in they bum ass raps
Talking bout how you a shooter and you live in the trap
My niggas rob you for ya work no you won't get it back
Went to high school with some people, know bro selling them crack
Damn
My life crazy feeling like a movie
F****** b****** inside a jacuzzi, while I'm wearing Gucci
This b**** want chanel I told her I can get her lose c
That's what you smoking if you ever think that you can fool me
I used to be the one nobody neva listened to
Now I'm the one that all my put they vision through
Come to the block wit 15 you probably get you two
And if I f*** ya b**** my niggas prolly hit it too
Now we on some ova s***
If you ain't looking better than my ex I probably dubbed the b****
Swear that I won't hug the b****
Been through a lot together really I still love the chick
Tryna fade away but my pride won't let me show the s***
Money only thing a need
Selling Reggie people brought it back complaining bout the seeds
And I was 13 should've grabbed a book tried to read
Cookz started yung that's my bruva followed in his lead
Started rolling dice in middle school shit I was up to speed
Looking at my lil bruva want that nigga finish school
Cause smoking weed hangin on the block, shit was never cool
All my friends turned to blood Small circle that's just what sticking together do
K Lane - Hope Lyrics
K Lane - Hope Lyrics
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Ugh
Through all the bulls*** I been through
Stayed solid Neva told never will I switch
I told my mom that we gone be rich
Don't gotta wait on them taxes just to look like we lit
My mom told me boy don't bring them drugs to ya crib
And not to let to many niggas know where you live
Cause they change like the weather once they see you doing better
These niggas weird tryna trick me out my spot but I'm to clever
Told them I was gone make it and they telling me never
I never listened just stacked my bread now look at this cheddar
The nigga that killed my pops no I don't feel you nigga
If I run into you just know imma kill you nigga
Hope you hear this shit cause I want you to feel this nigga
You smoke weed f*ck bitches you not the realist nigga you trippin,
Niggas walk around screaming no cap
Be the main niggas lying, in they bum ass raps
Talking bout how you a shooter and you live in the trap
My niggas rob you for ya work no you won't get it back
Went to high school with some people, know bro selling them crack
Damn
My life crazy feeling like a movie
F****** b****** inside a jacuzzi, while I'm wearing Gucci
This b**** want chanel I told her I can get her lose c
That's what you smoking if you ever think that you can fool me
I used to be the one nobody neva listened to
Now I'm the one that all my put they vision through
Come to the block wit 15 you probably get you two
And if I f*** ya b**** my niggas prolly hit it too
Now we on some ova s***
If you ain't looking better than my ex I probably dubbed the b****
Swear that I won't hug the b****
Been through a lot together really I still love the chick
Tryna fade away but my pride won't let me show the s***
Money only thing a need
Selling Reggie people brought it back complaining bout the seeds
And I was 13 should've grabbed a book tried to read
Cookz started yung that's my bruva followed in his lead
Started rolling dice in middle school shit I was up to speed
Looking at my lil bruva want that nigga finish school
Cause smoking weed hangin on the block, shit was never cool
All my friends turned to blood Small circle that's just what sticking together do
Through all the bulls*** I been through
Stayed solid Neva told never will I switch
I told my mom that we gone be rich
Don't gotta wait on them taxes just to look like we lit
My mom told me boy don't bring them drugs to ya crib
And not to let to many niggas know where you live
Cause they change like the weather once they see you doing better
These niggas weird tryna trick me out my spot but I'm to clever
Told them I was gone make it and they telling me never
I never listened just stacked my bread now look at this cheddar
The nigga that killed my pops no I don't feel you nigga
If I run into you just know imma kill you nigga
Hope you hear this shit cause I want you to feel this nigga
You smoke weed f*ck bitches you not the realist nigga you trippin,
Niggas walk around screaming no cap
Be the main niggas lying, in they bum ass raps
Talking bout how you a shooter and you live in the trap
My niggas rob you for ya work no you won't get it back
Went to high school with some people, know bro selling them crack
Damn
My life crazy feeling like a movie
F****** b****** inside a jacuzzi, while I'm wearing Gucci
This b**** want chanel I told her I can get her lose c
That's what you smoking if you ever think that you can fool me
I used to be the one nobody neva listened to
Now I'm the one that all my put they vision through
Come to the block wit 15 you probably get you two
And if I f*** ya b**** my niggas prolly hit it too
Now we on some ova s***
If you ain't looking better than my ex I probably dubbed the b****
Swear that I won't hug the b****
Been through a lot together really I still love the chick
Tryna fade away but my pride won't let me show the s***
Money only thing a need
Selling Reggie people brought it back complaining bout the seeds
And I was 13 should've grabbed a book tried to read
Cookz started yung that's my bruva followed in his lead
Started rolling dice in middle school shit I was up to speed
Looking at my lil bruva want that nigga finish school
Cause smoking weed hangin on the block, shit was never cool
All my friends turned to blood Small circle that's just what sticking together do
Writer: Kenyatta Lane
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