No More
Deep in my thoughts
I can feel myself sinking
I need a sword just to fight all these demons
I need to slay em
And ask for repentance
Free my brother
Living life innat prison
Feel like I'm in shackles
Ain't no penitentiary
I'm smoking this wood
Tryna ease up my problems
Boy as a kid
Been a man ain't call momma
Raised by the streets
Ask why I'm savage
My mom made a goblin
She kick me out when she heard I was Robbing
I hit a lick for them Louie's and robins
Boy In my dreams
I'm still chasing a dollar
Smoking that herb
Relieve my aduna binglata
Talking bout money boy I keep a lotta
Look at my swag
Look I hit the lotto
Still had the drip before I had a dollar
Ain't no have no designer
Just aero & hollister
Still pop my collar up
Like bih get your dollars up
These niggas like bitches
They like get your follows up
You got that clout
But the streets get you hollowed up
And that's for the kids
With the hottest stuff
We all gotta dream
Ik That Its a lot of us
Came from the hood but I still keep it positive
And that towards the niggas
That doubted us
Like a rose inna concrete
That sprouted up
Roll up that gas it's the loudest stuff
Rip pop hope ya smiling bruh
I fuck Up a lot, know you laughing huh
Deep in my tears
I can feel myself drowning
Tryna go numb
Popping pills by the mountain
I'm going up
Getting high off these downers
Ain't no support
Get tf from around us
Picture the sun
When my days looking cloudy
Opps hit my phone
You a dumb kamikaze
Don't make me bust
All my niggas my behind me
I love that money
Stay walking in timex
My t shirt Ralph Lauren
My draws saying Tommy
Boy Ima kill
I put that on my momma
Speak on my name
And your ass getting slaughtered
Gotta go hard for my son
And my momma
I raised myself
I did not have a father
Stay rolling plants
Keep my mind inna garden
Asking Lil baby
Who really drip harder
You raise the bar
Imma throw it, way farther
I can feel myself sinking
I need a sword just to fight all these demons
I need to slay em
And ask for repentance
Free my brother
Living life innat prison
Feel like I'm in shackles
Ain't no penitentiary
I'm smoking this wood
Tryna ease up my problems
Boy as a kid
Been a man ain't call momma
Raised by the streets
Ask why I'm savage
My mom made a goblin
She kick me out when she heard I was Robbing
I hit a lick for them Louie's and robins
Boy In my dreams
I'm still chasing a dollar
Smoking that herb
Relieve my aduna binglata
Talking bout money boy I keep a lotta
Look at my swag
Look I hit the lotto
Still had the drip before I had a dollar
Ain't no have no designer
Just aero & hollister
Still pop my collar up
Like bih get your dollars up
These niggas like bitches
They like get your follows up
You got that clout
But the streets get you hollowed up
And that's for the kids
With the hottest stuff
We all gotta dream
Ik That Its a lot of us
Came from the hood but I still keep it positive
And that towards the niggas
That doubted us
Like a rose inna concrete
That sprouted up
Roll up that gas it's the loudest stuff
Rip pop hope ya smiling bruh
I fuck Up a lot, know you laughing huh
Deep in my tears
I can feel myself drowning
Tryna go numb
Popping pills by the mountain
I'm going up
Getting high off these downers
Ain't no support
Get tf from around us
Picture the sun
When my days looking cloudy
Opps hit my phone
You a dumb kamikaze
Don't make me bust
All my niggas my behind me
I love that money
Stay walking in timex
My t shirt Ralph Lauren
My draws saying Tommy
Boy Ima kill
I put that on my momma
Speak on my name
And your ass getting slaughtered
Gotta go hard for my son
And my momma
I raised myself
I did not have a father
Stay rolling plants
Keep my mind inna garden
Asking Lil baby
Who really drip harder
You raise the bar
Imma throw it, way farther
Credits
Writer(s): Hamilton Murry, Quad Iv
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