Closed Curtain
I messed up put the blame on me
Gotta few homies that ain't never changed on me
Brand new, I ain't da same ole me
Everywhere I step out, boy im dripped, wit deez chains on me
How you get it yeen even help yah mans up
Had to get it, had to hustle, get my bandz up
From a boy to a man, I had to stand up
Told em cut our legs off, if they can't stand us
They outta pocket, told em stop it, or we gotta drop em
Like men in black, boa we gon slide through wit dem big ole choppas
And we ain't playin, let it spray, signin like da oprah
Flow sick, no ebola, jit I need a docta
Big ting keep it pon mi waist, we nuh fight nutin
Anything, they lookin for, den dey gon find sumn
I ain't een talkin bout da stove but we gon fry sumn
Walk up in da spot dripped out and dey ain't try nun
If you seen what I seen, You'd be tramatized
Kick back, ion trip, cause its part of life
Got some dawgs that'll slide when its drama time
Discrimination ain't wit us, da choppa color blind
I told em learn ma name, cause im next up
Gotta purpose, so im speakin wit my chest up
Man we was down, had to tell em keep dey head up
Circle small like a migit, fulla steppas
All love, we don't do hate
Say it now or hold yah peace, before its too late
Used to hang around some people dat was two faced
Told em boys we had to split, so we went two ways
I, never knew dey was like dat
Gave em so much love, but I took it right back
We, don't mess wit bullies, we gon fight back
Can't see da competition, sumn like a night match
I had to learn dis on my own, you can't do business where you stay
300 Thousand for da wraith, i can't wait till im outerspace
I put FD around ma neck, got ma name iced upon my chain
They said they neva stole ma style but dey be all up in ma lane
I messed up put the blame on me
Gotta few homies that ain't never changed on me
Brand new, I ain't da same ole me
Everywhere I step out, boy im dripped, wit deez chains on me
How you get it yeen even help yah mans up
Had to get it, had to hustle, get my bandz up
From a boy to a man, I had to stand up
Told em cut our legs off, if they can't stand us
Gotta few homies that ain't never changed on me
Brand new, I ain't da same ole me
Everywhere I step out, boy im dripped, wit deez chains on me
How you get it yeen even help yah mans up
Had to get it, had to hustle, get my bandz up
From a boy to a man, I had to stand up
Told em cut our legs off, if they can't stand us
They outta pocket, told em stop it, or we gotta drop em
Like men in black, boa we gon slide through wit dem big ole choppas
And we ain't playin, let it spray, signin like da oprah
Flow sick, no ebola, jit I need a docta
Big ting keep it pon mi waist, we nuh fight nutin
Anything, they lookin for, den dey gon find sumn
I ain't een talkin bout da stove but we gon fry sumn
Walk up in da spot dripped out and dey ain't try nun
If you seen what I seen, You'd be tramatized
Kick back, ion trip, cause its part of life
Got some dawgs that'll slide when its drama time
Discrimination ain't wit us, da choppa color blind
I told em learn ma name, cause im next up
Gotta purpose, so im speakin wit my chest up
Man we was down, had to tell em keep dey head up
Circle small like a migit, fulla steppas
All love, we don't do hate
Say it now or hold yah peace, before its too late
Used to hang around some people dat was two faced
Told em boys we had to split, so we went two ways
I, never knew dey was like dat
Gave em so much love, but I took it right back
We, don't mess wit bullies, we gon fight back
Can't see da competition, sumn like a night match
I had to learn dis on my own, you can't do business where you stay
300 Thousand for da wraith, i can't wait till im outerspace
I put FD around ma neck, got ma name iced upon my chain
They said they neva stole ma style but dey be all up in ma lane
I messed up put the blame on me
Gotta few homies that ain't never changed on me
Brand new, I ain't da same ole me
Everywhere I step out, boy im dripped, wit deez chains on me
How you get it yeen even help yah mans up
Had to get it, had to hustle, get my bandz up
From a boy to a man, I had to stand up
Told em cut our legs off, if they can't stand us
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Writer(s): Alexander Shearer
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