Ltms

Sipping on this hennessy
Playing back these memories
Thinking how that bitch played me
Baby keep that energy
I was always good to you
You was not a friend to me
You tried to assassinate my character
And put a end to me

Ask my bitch how that leather feel
How the view on them hills
Hows that's wrist when its froze
How she walk in them heels
Could of played you're position
But you aint want to be still
You said you live in the moment
But see that moment aint real
But shit i needed that
Never give you're heart to somebody
If you gon need it back

Yea i got them scars now
But shit I'm at ease with that
Cause i got my pride still
Will never let you leave with that
Always dealing with my emotions
I put my pride to the side
I put it out in the open

Never said i was perfect
Always said i was broken
I tried to get it together
Together it wasn't holding
So I fell back
I got focus on my craft i never fell flat
I got a new bitch and she pregnant
I know you felt that
And now you want me
I moved on i cant help that

Use to play the back seat
Use to let them pass me
Would always let them go first
Every time they ask me
Now its time to go up
Make this picture blow up
Let my talent speak
And my dedication show up
So nomore mister nice guy
You aint want a feature on the come up

Now my price high
Oh you thought that you can get it free
Nigga nice try
I don't know who gassed you
And told you that shit just might fly
Fuck outta here look
I put in pain for this
Shit done cost me many years
I swear the shit get dangerous

Before i lose you if you don't get it
Then let me paint this shit
When it comes to time
You don't lose it
But you exchanging it
Let that sink in
I could of been a doctor now
Could of probably been a pilot

Flew them choppers round
Or probably been a lawyer defend you
When the lock you down
I could been a lot of things
I think you got it now look
Really believe in my raps
I put my all in this pen
Tell my mother i love her

I said its on if we win
And we closer then ever
Cause we aint falling again
Close friends they be hating
I see it all in your grin
Fake smiles man im use it
Turn that jealousy to motivation
I be using it
When i aint have no car
I swear that i was trooping it
Now i got that beamer i word to god
I barely use the shit

Cause that shit
Don't mean nothing nigga
I know some people with no money
Teach you something nigga
I know some people that's well off
Cant teach me nothing nigga
So i won't judge you by yo pockets
Fuck yo stuntin nigga
Fronttin niggaz
Whats the point of leading
If your man cant teach
What's a foundation
If the whole clan weak

What's the point of eating
If you're mans cant eat
Whats the point of having food
That you're mans cant reach
Cause i won't starve my niggaz
I give them all opportunity
I won't rob my niggaz

I know that shit can cut deep
And i won't scar my niggaz
I know that life is really real
I know its hard my nigga
So when the time come
I swear that im a put a plan up
And if you got a dream to follow
Im a put them bands up
I rather we own hondas
Then me sitting in the phantom
And if you thinking like me
This yo muthafuckin anthem im out



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Rodriguez
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