Honor Among Thieves
They think I ain't shit
They think I can't spit
Can you believe that shit?
I don't need that bitch, yea!
I may not be rich but I pay my bills
If I never make it I kept it real
I feel like it's fate only time'll tell
I sit and I think when I'm by myself
I got the keys but it's not for sale
I'm in the streets I should be in jail
Fuck the police I don't need their help
Have you been to the beach it gets hot as hell?!
I wish I could say all my homies still
They switched up on me but we've got a deal
I did what I did I hope you can smell
It is what it is there was nothing else
They think I'm a kid cause my skin is pale
When I'm on my shit i could never fail
Cause kush my cologne and it's YSL
And I keep the chrome in my Gucci belt
You left me when I needed you
Then let me fall into my doom
It broke my heart apart in two
I've still got scars from the cold hard truth! You
Let me tell ya bout the game young blood
Where ya gonna go when they're at your door with the guns?
It's early in the morning there's no where for you to run
We just did shrooms and it smells like skunk
You just gotta ride it out cause we're too fucked up
I don't really want to die, but they don't give a fuck
They waiting outside, and I'm a pull up
Cause this is my life and I'm a mother fuckin thug!
But there ain't no love
Loyal to the game, stay true to the plug
One false move it could all ball up
You just gotta play it cool when it's built on trust
Even if it's all good you could still get rushed
It's all on you when the boogeyman comes
Grab your tools gotta get the handguns
Cause I'm no damn fool and I'm way too young
You left me when I needed you
Then let me fall into my doom
It broke my heart apart in two
I've still got scars from the cold hard truth!
You trashed my name and stabbed my back
I hate myself and that's a fact
I find myself at odds this time
Cause I won't let them take my life no
They think I can't spit
Can you believe that shit?
I don't need that bitch, yea!
I may not be rich but I pay my bills
If I never make it I kept it real
I feel like it's fate only time'll tell
I sit and I think when I'm by myself
I got the keys but it's not for sale
I'm in the streets I should be in jail
Fuck the police I don't need their help
Have you been to the beach it gets hot as hell?!
I wish I could say all my homies still
They switched up on me but we've got a deal
I did what I did I hope you can smell
It is what it is there was nothing else
They think I'm a kid cause my skin is pale
When I'm on my shit i could never fail
Cause kush my cologne and it's YSL
And I keep the chrome in my Gucci belt
You left me when I needed you
Then let me fall into my doom
It broke my heart apart in two
I've still got scars from the cold hard truth! You
Let me tell ya bout the game young blood
Where ya gonna go when they're at your door with the guns?
It's early in the morning there's no where for you to run
We just did shrooms and it smells like skunk
You just gotta ride it out cause we're too fucked up
I don't really want to die, but they don't give a fuck
They waiting outside, and I'm a pull up
Cause this is my life and I'm a mother fuckin thug!
But there ain't no love
Loyal to the game, stay true to the plug
One false move it could all ball up
You just gotta play it cool when it's built on trust
Even if it's all good you could still get rushed
It's all on you when the boogeyman comes
Grab your tools gotta get the handguns
Cause I'm no damn fool and I'm way too young
You left me when I needed you
Then let me fall into my doom
It broke my heart apart in two
I've still got scars from the cold hard truth!
You trashed my name and stabbed my back
I hate myself and that's a fact
I find myself at odds this time
Cause I won't let them take my life no
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Writer(s): Brennan Hopper
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