No Gang Signs
Prolific up in this
You know the drill
Started with a team, they fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
Say i'll get it by myself
I on't need no 100 niggaz with me
I'm good
Started with a team
They fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
I ain't throwing no gang signs
I on't know that shit
Had to get it by myself
Now i come through in a Benz
2 door coupe its lit
Found my pace in these streets
They say hard work pays
But be smart about your plays
Don't Confuse motion for progress
Wait
It's your moment
Roll up a blunt
Ease up the stress
We goin all get a life that's deserving
Good or bad
Its what you wish for
Law of attraction truly works
Reality fake its all created in my head
So next time when you're down
Fuck a pill, change your thoughts
Minds a powerful thing
African kid
They ain't taught us how to use this arsenal
Mental health, sounds like a myth
Ever stand in middle of the crowd
And just feel lonely as fuck?
I think the devil's on to me
I keep hearing voices in my head
Sayin "drop one of these niggaz
You the man, they can't hang"
And some shit I can't say
He tryna fuck with my brain
Had to call holy man
Put a lock on my faith
Dripped in blood, thank you Jesus
I got Angels right on me now
I got the holy drip on me now
Started with a team
They fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
I ain't throwing no gang signs
I on't know that shit
Had to get it by myself
Now i come through in a Benz
2 door coupe, its lit
Found my pace in these streets
They say hard work pays
But be smart about your plays
Don't Confuse motion for progress
I said
Do not, confuse motion, with progress (progress)
Gettin new money
And I barely leave the crib
My nigga made 8 milli
And he barely leave the crib!
Yeah he barely leave the crib
Yet we got loved ones in the field
Looking forward to they next paycheck
And his rent ain't paid yet
Stomach is touching
Streets is congested
They ain't got no jobs
Prices inflated
Government renovations
Economy slumped
Taxes on candy
This shit ain't funny
Lowkey dictatorship
And they want me to bow!
9 to 5 like the rest
Fuck that I get rich with my niggaz
Fuck that hit a lick with my niggaz
Fuck that buy the block reinvest
Fuck that I need a Benz like the presidents'
Shit is crazy when all the citizens
Still ain't paid yet
Government scams!
Fuck that hit a lick BOA
Fuck that make it rain on my block
You know the drill
Started with a team, they fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
Say i'll get it by myself
I on't need no 100 niggaz with me
I'm good
Started with a team
They fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
I ain't throwing no gang signs
I on't know that shit
Had to get it by myself
Now i come through in a Benz
2 door coupe its lit
Found my pace in these streets
They say hard work pays
But be smart about your plays
Don't Confuse motion for progress
Wait
It's your moment
Roll up a blunt
Ease up the stress
We goin all get a life that's deserving
Good or bad
Its what you wish for
Law of attraction truly works
Reality fake its all created in my head
So next time when you're down
Fuck a pill, change your thoughts
Minds a powerful thing
African kid
They ain't taught us how to use this arsenal
Mental health, sounds like a myth
Ever stand in middle of the crowd
And just feel lonely as fuck?
I think the devil's on to me
I keep hearing voices in my head
Sayin "drop one of these niggaz
You the man, they can't hang"
And some shit I can't say
He tryna fuck with my brain
Had to call holy man
Put a lock on my faith
Dripped in blood, thank you Jesus
I got Angels right on me now
I got the holy drip on me now
Started with a team
They fold on me
Say i'll get it by myself
I ain't throwing no gang signs
I on't know that shit
Had to get it by myself
Now i come through in a Benz
2 door coupe, its lit
Found my pace in these streets
They say hard work pays
But be smart about your plays
Don't Confuse motion for progress
I said
Do not, confuse motion, with progress (progress)
Gettin new money
And I barely leave the crib
My nigga made 8 milli
And he barely leave the crib!
Yeah he barely leave the crib
Yet we got loved ones in the field
Looking forward to they next paycheck
And his rent ain't paid yet
Stomach is touching
Streets is congested
They ain't got no jobs
Prices inflated
Government renovations
Economy slumped
Taxes on candy
This shit ain't funny
Lowkey dictatorship
And they want me to bow!
9 to 5 like the rest
Fuck that I get rich with my niggaz
Fuck that hit a lick with my niggaz
Fuck that buy the block reinvest
Fuck that I need a Benz like the presidents'
Shit is crazy when all the citizens
Still ain't paid yet
Government scams!
Fuck that hit a lick BOA
Fuck that make it rain on my block
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