Intro

Twenty eighteen I was locked in a cell
I ain't get no mail
I had the weight of the world on my back
And my bitch ain't do nothing to offer no help
But I was used to doing shit by myself
I was used to pulling up causing hell
By the time I was twelve I was letting off shots
Had revolvers no picking up shells
When I first started I wasn't ready for them late nights
I used to hustle till I fell asleep When I pop me a pill I will take flight
I left my bitch cause she fake as her make
I left her tears in her face with her make up
I cannot talk to her I cannot date her
She fuck with the opp so i gotta erase her
I came with a G lock and it came with a laser
Shoot up the room
Plus bro keep the stick he gotta keep it with me
You tweak you will think that he came with a broom
We be the Mob always on a job
But you would never know less you staying in tune
Lil bro caught a body one was police
Now he sitting upstate gotta die for he through
Damn damn everybody round me going ride for me too
Piranhas and sharks when we be in that water
My nigga no this ain't no Odyssey cruise
I came from New Orleans we call it the darkness
If I see the light that means I gotta shoot
No we never start it but we be the hardest
I swear that my opp just don't know what to do
Niggas get mad when they see that you having shit
But this 40 on me causing tragedies
I'm not going stop till my son living happily
I had to hustle so he will live lavishly
We getting money
These other niggas just flex on the gram that's a walking lick
Come to that east side you move the wrong way
You will find out that I'm not just talking that shit yea

You will find out that I'm not just talking that shit
I'm not talking that shit yea



Credits
Writer(s): Platinum Boyz, Jang Jeong Seog
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