On Blood

Takin notes in my diary of who doubted me
If you cant stand beside of me then dont lie to me
I pray that yall mommas is still proud of me
Cuz yall niggas say its all love but all i can see
Is fake smilin, dishonor and disloyalty
Bout to blow a bag on straps, fuck lawyer fees
Niggas hate to see shit goin the way is posed to be
Cold hearts and cold shoulders birthed a colder me
Took them losses rite on the chin
Cuz losses lead to lessons u either learn or you win
See the same cats to tell u come turn up wit them
Will turn they fuckin face up when they see u get ya cake up
Had to wake up, for this grind made time hustle on jacob
Let downs but ethan still smiles thats how I stay up
Plus ash knows his stepdad will never let niggas play us
That bein said we on our way up, fuck a hater

I told myself I'll never let you down
Know I'm special Applying pressure when I roam the town
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Uhh, thats on blood they wasnt showin love
Build you up to break u down I learned the game nigga
And pray my sons never grow to be these lame niggas
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Yeah, thats on blood I got it out the mud

Your best man can be the fakiest of fans
I swear this year im barely shakin a hand
I'm peepin game, and seasons change
But its no change in the plans
Know hard times can mean the makings of man
And I'm goin on my tenth year rappin in shit
With no deal thought about giving rappin a switch
Daily talks wit the lord like can this happen and quick
Not to panic but shit, you know im damaging shit
These niggas sound like each other
While winnin grammys and shit
But back at home they wont even throw dan on the list
No bitchin tho just gettin doe, wake up on my grind
Getting high while sittin low
But shits gettin pitiful
I rather yall not compare us
But yall know the difference tho
This nigga cold, they focused in on who hotter
This game flippin like gymnist im just providing the balance
Just provide the knowledge
On how to body when silent
Word to mommy i got it

I told myself I'll never let you down
Know I'm special Applying pressure when I roam the town
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Uhh, thats on blood they wasnt showin love
Build you up to break u down I learned the game nigga
And pray my sons never grow to be these lame niggas
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Yeah, thats on blood I got it out the mud

I told myself I'll never let you down
Know I'm special Applying pressure when I roam the town
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Uhh, thats on blood they wasnt showin love
Build you up to break u down I learned the game nigga
And pray my sons never grow to be these lame niggas
Thats on blood, thats on blood
Yeah, thats on blood I got it out the mud

The best out of who says
They're the best out
Still all about a check till I check out
You can ask my following
Yall was too busy faking
Waking up in bugatti's in
I been writing and bodying
Niggas too busy swallowing
To fuck with some real shit
So my motto is cut em
Yall with them then fuck em, I mean
I pull em and buss em
To see if you bluffin, I mean
You can go cuff her
I'll throw this dick up in her spleen
I throw it duffles then divy it up with my team
Blow gas while laughing at these rappers
Actors, kill by the masses, giving no passes
Cuz I was given asses to kiss instead of chances
Funny this how I planned it
Now they're asking who Dan is
I just smirk then go work
For what you were handed
Telling niggas keep the fake love
Hands dirty cuz a nigg had to get it out the mud
And I put that on blood



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Writer(s): D. Hudson
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