Ooh, there's a legacy
You a genius for this one
Them days up in the city, me and Zed at the barber
He told me keep a burner cause his opps around the corner
Look out for them clippers cause they on you when you ballin
Put that money in a safe cause it ain't safe if they want it
I been rollin' with some 60's, sippin' wine with some grapes
Even though it's pi ru, if you trip you gettin' eight
It's a blessing in disguise how I made it out the paint
I got niggas wanna kill me, standing line they gotta wait
Hurtas told me that I gotta go and make some shake
Unk thinkin' I'm a rat just because I beat the case
Mama gave up on me, said I'd just be in the way
And my pop said f*ck me even though I got his face
Them same tracks ain't the same tracks
Still stuck up in this world to find my way back
Open up my third eye to keep in contact
Guess I gotta kill myself to get my soul back
I be thinkin' about this shit everyday bro
But, thanks for helping me through the struggles
Keepin' it off, off, off
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Ooh, there's a legacy
You a genius for this one
Them days up in the city, me and Zed at the barber
He told me keep a burner cause his opps around the corner
Look out for them clippers cause they on you when you ballin
Put that money in a safe cause it ain't safe if they want it
I been rollin' with some 60's, sippin' wine with some grapes
Even though it's pi ru, if you trip you gettin' eight
It's a blessing in disguise how I made it out the paint
I got niggas wanna kill me, standing line they gotta wait
Hurtas told me that I gotta go and make some shake
Unk thinkin' I'm a rat just because I beat the case
Mama gave up on me, said I'd just be in the way
And my pop said f*ck me even though I got his face
Them same tracks ain't the same tracks
Still stuck up in this world to find my way back
Open up my third eye to keep in contact
Guess I gotta kill myself to get my soul back
I be thinkin' about this shit everyday bro
But, thanks for helping me through the struggles
Keepin' it off, off, off
You a genius for this one
Them days up in the city, me and Zed at the barber
He told me keep a burner cause his opps around the corner
Look out for them clippers cause they on you when you ballin
Put that money in a safe cause it ain't safe if they want it
I been rollin' with some 60's, sippin' wine with some grapes
Even though it's pi ru, if you trip you gettin' eight
It's a blessing in disguise how I made it out the paint
I got niggas wanna kill me, standing line they gotta wait
Hurtas told me that I gotta go and make some shake
Unk thinkin' I'm a rat just because I beat the case
Mama gave up on me, said I'd just be in the way
And my pop said f*ck me even though I got his face
Them same tracks ain't the same tracks
Still stuck up in this world to find my way back
Open up my third eye to keep in contact
Guess I gotta kill myself to get my soul back
I be thinkin' about this shit everyday bro
But, thanks for helping me through the struggles
Keepin' it off, off, off
Writer: Domiano Jones
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