Tatted like Egyptians
Know my ancestors are close
I been doin the most
Know my guardian angels need to smoke
Need a break
But won't take no breaks
Won't even let it coast
I gotta go
I got some seeds
I gotta shine
So they can grow
I was living in the dark
They cut the power
My pipes froze
In the winter
Me and grand mom
Gotta sleep in heavy coats
Dressed in layers
In the crib
Tryna sneak in my lil hoes
Space heater barely worked
Hanging sheets up by the door
Tryna trap in the heat
Had to trap out the streets
Peep
At the job moving weed
I was only 17
But i barely made enough to get a re
Man this shit ain't for me
I should quit my job
But got fired before I could leave
Write to these beats
I was so ass
But at the time
Knew what it could be
Now I'm a beast
Niggaz be talkin so tough
But I know that they sweet
Bitch ima G
That's a grown man
Ain't none of y'all gangsta to me
Look I ain't got heat
Don't mean I can't get it
It might be closer than you think
I'm tryna get rich
Not sit in the bing
That can be y'all Lil thing
If I'm going down I'm down
With my babies
Brown Queen and she a lady
Two strong beautiful black kids
Where I leave off
They goin take it
Young God
Young King
Young history in the making
My Hussle
Like Nipsey
This victory lap for the haters
And waiters and doubters
And cowards that think they can play us
But Never could fade us
They kill us because
They Aware of the greatness
But this power is ancient
They never could take it
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Tatted like Egyptians
Know my ancestors are close
I been doin the most
Know my guardian angels need to smoke
Need a break
But won't take no breaks
Won't even let it coast
I gotta go
I got some seeds
I gotta shine
So they can grow
I was living in the dark
They cut the power
My pipes froze
In the winter
Me and grand mom
Gotta sleep in heavy coats
Dressed in layers
In the crib
Tryna sneak in my lil hoes
Space heater barely worked
Hanging sheets up by the door
Tryna trap in the heat
Had to trap out the streets
Peep
At the job moving weed
I was only 17
But i barely made enough to get a re
Man this shit ain't for me
I should quit my job
But got fired before I could leave
Write to these beats
I was so ass
But at the time
Knew what it could be
Now I'm a beast
Niggaz be talkin so tough
But I know that they sweet
Bitch ima G
That's a grown man
Ain't none of y'all gangsta to me
Look I ain't got heat
Don't mean I can't get it
It might be closer than you think
I'm tryna get rich
Not sit in the bing
That can be y'all Lil thing
If I'm going down I'm down
With my babies
Brown Queen and she a lady
Two strong beautiful black kids
Where I leave off
They goin take it
Young God
Young King
Young history in the making
My Hussle
Like Nipsey
This victory lap for the haters
And waiters and doubters
And cowards that think they can play us
But Never could fade us
They kill us because
They Aware of the greatness
But this power is ancient
They never could take it
Know my ancestors are close
I been doin the most
Know my guardian angels need to smoke
Need a break
But won't take no breaks
Won't even let it coast
I gotta go
I got some seeds
I gotta shine
So they can grow
I was living in the dark
They cut the power
My pipes froze
In the winter
Me and grand mom
Gotta sleep in heavy coats
Dressed in layers
In the crib
Tryna sneak in my lil hoes
Space heater barely worked
Hanging sheets up by the door
Tryna trap in the heat
Had to trap out the streets
Peep
At the job moving weed
I was only 17
But i barely made enough to get a re
Man this shit ain't for me
I should quit my job
But got fired before I could leave
Write to these beats
I was so ass
But at the time
Knew what it could be
Now I'm a beast
Niggaz be talkin so tough
But I know that they sweet
Bitch ima G
That's a grown man
Ain't none of y'all gangsta to me
Look I ain't got heat
Don't mean I can't get it
It might be closer than you think
I'm tryna get rich
Not sit in the bing
That can be y'all Lil thing
If I'm going down I'm down
With my babies
Brown Queen and she a lady
Two strong beautiful black kids
Where I leave off
They goin take it
Young God
Young King
Young history in the making
My Hussle
Like Nipsey
This victory lap for the haters
And waiters and doubters
And cowards that think they can play us
But Never could fade us
They kill us because
They Aware of the greatness
But this power is ancient
They never could take it
Writer: Michael Jones
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