In the streets gotta move with caution, everyday my cup to muddy
Different Za inside the room, just drop the pen, it's dope The latest
Out in Houston, gettin' bags, ship in packs like Tracy McGrady
Keep my glock like show and tell before i leave the house, know niggas hatin
Got this side bitch out in Cali, said her nigga don't have no motion
Keep your cool head, play it off, show me the real, turn to a savage
Told that hoe come grab a rack, ain't tryin' to f*ck jus want your addy
Imma take it back, remember them days, was down back starvin
In them times couldn't find a hand, why would I reach back, lean the band
Why would I fake it just for friends?
Why would I pillow talk on my niggas, just for pussy and lose my mans?
Why would I fake it where I'm from and what I did, just for fans?
Why would I come up here, say all this shit, by spinnin' and nobody end up dead?
Every day I lose my head, my lil' cousin, know he got shot in the head
My niggas, they done went fed, long live that nigga's si
We was gon' make music never forget what that boy said
I'm just speakin' facts, when I see him, they gon' need meds
Know I'ma get him for what they said, know they gettin' bled
Gettin' bled, nigga
Shit, I'm still f*cked up, bout it
Not gon' lie twin
F*ck
I was hurt, I couldn't even stand to see my nigga in that hospital bed
I was hurt, I couldn't even go to the service , cause they laid my nigga to bed
I was hurt, I can't even go to a party, cause a nigga might end up dead
I was crashin' out, I wasn't listenin to my momma man, all I seen was red
Back in 22, lost my auntie to that cancer
Back in 20, lost my cousin to that slammer
Now I'm 24, my body failin' i dont got answers
Pray to God, I know I need answers
Can't tell nobody I got manners
Can't go outside without no hammer
Nigga, free drew till it's backwards
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In the streets gotta move with caution, everyday my cup to muddy
Different Za inside the room, just drop the pen, it's dope The latest
Out in Houston, gettin' bags, ship in packs like Tracy McGrady
Keep my glock like show and tell before i leave the house, know niggas hatin
Got this side bitch out in Cali, said her nigga don't have no motion
Keep your cool head, play it off, show me the real, turn to a savage
Told that hoe come grab a rack, ain't tryin' to f*ck jus want your addy
Imma take it back, remember them days, was down back starvin
In them times couldn't find a hand, why would I reach back, lean the band
Why would I fake it just for friends?
Why would I pillow talk on my niggas, just for pussy and lose my mans?
Why would I fake it where I'm from and what I did, just for fans?
Why would I come up here, say all this shit, by spinnin' and nobody end up dead?
Every day I lose my head, my lil' cousin, know he got shot in the head
My niggas, they done went fed, long live that nigga's si
We was gon' make music never forget what that boy said
I'm just speakin' facts, when I see him, they gon' need meds
Know I'ma get him for what they said, know they gettin' bled
Gettin' bled, nigga
Shit, I'm still f*cked up, bout it
Not gon' lie twin
F*ck
I was hurt, I couldn't even stand to see my nigga in that hospital bed
I was hurt, I couldn't even go to the service , cause they laid my nigga to bed
I was hurt, I can't even go to a party, cause a nigga might end up dead
I was crashin' out, I wasn't listenin to my momma man, all I seen was red
Back in 22, lost my auntie to that cancer
Back in 20, lost my cousin to that slammer
Now I'm 24, my body failin' i dont got answers
Pray to God, I know I need answers
Can't tell nobody I got manners
Can't go outside without no hammer
Nigga, free drew till it's backwards
Different Za inside the room, just drop the pen, it's dope The latest
Out in Houston, gettin' bags, ship in packs like Tracy McGrady
Keep my glock like show and tell before i leave the house, know niggas hatin
Got this side bitch out in Cali, said her nigga don't have no motion
Keep your cool head, play it off, show me the real, turn to a savage
Told that hoe come grab a rack, ain't tryin' to f*ck jus want your addy
Imma take it back, remember them days, was down back starvin
In them times couldn't find a hand, why would I reach back, lean the band
Why would I fake it just for friends?
Why would I pillow talk on my niggas, just for pussy and lose my mans?
Why would I fake it where I'm from and what I did, just for fans?
Why would I come up here, say all this shit, by spinnin' and nobody end up dead?
Every day I lose my head, my lil' cousin, know he got shot in the head
My niggas, they done went fed, long live that nigga's si
We was gon' make music never forget what that boy said
I'm just speakin' facts, when I see him, they gon' need meds
Know I'ma get him for what they said, know they gettin' bled
Gettin' bled, nigga
Shit, I'm still f*cked up, bout it
Not gon' lie twin
F*ck
I was hurt, I couldn't even stand to see my nigga in that hospital bed
I was hurt, I couldn't even go to the service , cause they laid my nigga to bed
I was hurt, I can't even go to a party, cause a nigga might end up dead
I was crashin' out, I wasn't listenin to my momma man, all I seen was red
Back in 22, lost my auntie to that cancer
Back in 20, lost my cousin to that slammer
Now I'm 24, my body failin' i dont got answers
Pray to God, I know I need answers
Can't tell nobody I got manners
Can't go outside without no hammer
Nigga, free drew till it's backwards
Writer: Marcus Thornton Jr
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