Anyway
Had to stay so focus
Grinding so damn hard
To make a way
Took so many routes
From hooping
To the streets
To get some cake
Gotta keep my strap
Kuz I know niggas lurking everyday
Pocket watchers on the prowl
Know they plotting
They gone hate
Gotta make it
For the ones who didn't get
To see this day
Momma told me you gone
Get it
Just work hard wait on your day
Go get money
Not these bitvhes
They gone come when you got cake
You know they dig my style
She gone eat the drip up
Anyway
Everyday I wake
I'm like a j
Searching for money
Hopped up on my grind
I use my skates
To get some 100's
Momma always
Told me
Boy yo ass was
Gone be something
Just stay down
And pray
Work hard everyday
Them niggas
Want handouts
But we is nothing like em
We get to it
Just do it
Like we sponsored
By Nike
Ran them racks
All the way up
And them niggas
Didn't like it
So I went a lil harder
Got my neck piece
Froze and Icey
Beat her from the back
I got her gripping the sheets tightly
She like please don't do this too me
Im still going off inside her
My wrist
Got me flooded wit water
It get her excited
And I'm just like please
Bae don't let this money shit here
Go Entice you
Then I'm gone
I can't lay up
I'm chasing paper
Dunking snaps
Like Lebron
No I'm not a laker
Pouring 8s
In my soda
Pray I don't wake up
Still fighting demons
From my past
You won't understand us
She say she dig my style
I be stacking chips
And getting cake
Can't let them
Take me out
Riding wit This Aubrey
I'm not drake
They trying to peep
Me out
Where did he come from
How he get paid
Everyday I'm out working
My moves
365
I can't be a slave
Stack up them racks
Yeah all the way
Don't need an advance
We all paid
We came up
Off each other
We self made
So I stick with my brother
Until the grave
Got my niggas
Forever
This squad business
I won't change
No nooo
Best believe
I almost my lost
Myself
I couldn't change for a hoe
No noooo
Seen some niggas
I knew since a toddler
They went to that grave
And know some niggas
That's behind them bricks
Until they dying day
And I got some brothers
I love em forever
I pray they never change
And I got some bitvhes
I fuxk wit foreal
They all want my last name
Then I'm gone
I can't lay up
I'm chasing paper
Dunking snaps
Like Lebron
No I'm not a laker
Pouring 8s
In my soda
Pray I don't wake up
Still fighting demons
From my past
You won't understand us
Grinding so damn hard
To make a way
Took so many routes
From hooping
To the streets
To get some cake
Gotta keep my strap
Kuz I know niggas lurking everyday
Pocket watchers on the prowl
Know they plotting
They gone hate
Gotta make it
For the ones who didn't get
To see this day
Momma told me you gone
Get it
Just work hard wait on your day
Go get money
Not these bitvhes
They gone come when you got cake
You know they dig my style
She gone eat the drip up
Anyway
Everyday I wake
I'm like a j
Searching for money
Hopped up on my grind
I use my skates
To get some 100's
Momma always
Told me
Boy yo ass was
Gone be something
Just stay down
And pray
Work hard everyday
Them niggas
Want handouts
But we is nothing like em
We get to it
Just do it
Like we sponsored
By Nike
Ran them racks
All the way up
And them niggas
Didn't like it
So I went a lil harder
Got my neck piece
Froze and Icey
Beat her from the back
I got her gripping the sheets tightly
She like please don't do this too me
Im still going off inside her
My wrist
Got me flooded wit water
It get her excited
And I'm just like please
Bae don't let this money shit here
Go Entice you
Then I'm gone
I can't lay up
I'm chasing paper
Dunking snaps
Like Lebron
No I'm not a laker
Pouring 8s
In my soda
Pray I don't wake up
Still fighting demons
From my past
You won't understand us
She say she dig my style
I be stacking chips
And getting cake
Can't let them
Take me out
Riding wit This Aubrey
I'm not drake
They trying to peep
Me out
Where did he come from
How he get paid
Everyday I'm out working
My moves
365
I can't be a slave
Stack up them racks
Yeah all the way
Don't need an advance
We all paid
We came up
Off each other
We self made
So I stick with my brother
Until the grave
Got my niggas
Forever
This squad business
I won't change
No nooo
Best believe
I almost my lost
Myself
I couldn't change for a hoe
No noooo
Seen some niggas
I knew since a toddler
They went to that grave
And know some niggas
That's behind them bricks
Until they dying day
And I got some brothers
I love em forever
I pray they never change
And I got some bitvhes
I fuxk wit foreal
They all want my last name
Then I'm gone
I can't lay up
I'm chasing paper
Dunking snaps
Like Lebron
No I'm not a laker
Pouring 8s
In my soda
Pray I don't wake up
Still fighting demons
From my past
You won't understand us
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Writer(s): Keundre Jones
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