Sorry for Da Brake
It's recording
Yea
This shit make me think
Yeah
Yeayeayeah
His girl tryna lay up with me, he say that's foul, now he tryna shoot ones
Cops don't know how to protect, these people gettin kidnap, look where they shoot guns
You judge my life off my race and the color of my face
What a disgrace
What the hell it's gonna take to go and catch a break
I'm tryna make sure my cousins always straight
They grew up thinking bout heaven steps and prison gates
I feel my cousin pain his bestfriend died in his face
I wasn't even there but i still feel it in a way
Exactly why i call you twin, I feel we got that type connection
When i'm out don't ask me to smoke, No i don't wan be in your session
Nigga i ain't smoking weed unless i feel like that i'm stressing
But i might go spark some gas to vibe with shawty in this lexus
Yes i dress the freshest
But i don't do this shit to impress these bitches
I grew up on rocky so i go in asap for the riches
In my own lane ina rocketship i had to burn some bridges
Girl go get you a 9 to 5 why u tryna be in my business
We can't go on dates but i'll cum-a-o- ova for some dinner
Ik this shit hit different bc a nigga never fibber
Even if i lose ik momma still gon see a winner
I know if i lose shawty gonna reply to a dm on her twitter
Bet if i get a bag all them dickhoppers gone come and clinger
And i peep them snakes ass niggas Always tryna tryna sneak and linger
My haters prolly think i'm deaf,All they see is my middle finger
And she prolly think i'm dawg ass nigga, My phone on dnd no ringer
Haven't made a song since January
But it ain't take long to find my touch again
I've been on this road of life facing tornadoes and dusty wind
Tornados
The definition of these niggas switching
Tomatoes
Needa be thrown at these actors and snitches
Okay though, Let me get back to the topic i want
If i spark this jay right now, Ima think of a million boy
This the song i tried on
I'm on mantime
A lot of these niggas won't have this time on
Never can be lackin, Always gotta keep 1 eye on
I seen my momma cry, gave her a shoulder she can cry on
Back against the wall, I felt i had no one to rely on
And you can rely on me yeah you right on
A message to the ones that hate, I'm sorry for your fate
A message to the ones that wait, I'm sorry for the brake
Yea
This shit make me think
Yeah
Yeayeayeah
His girl tryna lay up with me, he say that's foul, now he tryna shoot ones
Cops don't know how to protect, these people gettin kidnap, look where they shoot guns
You judge my life off my race and the color of my face
What a disgrace
What the hell it's gonna take to go and catch a break
I'm tryna make sure my cousins always straight
They grew up thinking bout heaven steps and prison gates
I feel my cousin pain his bestfriend died in his face
I wasn't even there but i still feel it in a way
Exactly why i call you twin, I feel we got that type connection
When i'm out don't ask me to smoke, No i don't wan be in your session
Nigga i ain't smoking weed unless i feel like that i'm stressing
But i might go spark some gas to vibe with shawty in this lexus
Yes i dress the freshest
But i don't do this shit to impress these bitches
I grew up on rocky so i go in asap for the riches
In my own lane ina rocketship i had to burn some bridges
Girl go get you a 9 to 5 why u tryna be in my business
We can't go on dates but i'll cum-a-o- ova for some dinner
Ik this shit hit different bc a nigga never fibber
Even if i lose ik momma still gon see a winner
I know if i lose shawty gonna reply to a dm on her twitter
Bet if i get a bag all them dickhoppers gone come and clinger
And i peep them snakes ass niggas Always tryna tryna sneak and linger
My haters prolly think i'm deaf,All they see is my middle finger
And she prolly think i'm dawg ass nigga, My phone on dnd no ringer
Haven't made a song since January
But it ain't take long to find my touch again
I've been on this road of life facing tornadoes and dusty wind
Tornados
The definition of these niggas switching
Tomatoes
Needa be thrown at these actors and snitches
Okay though, Let me get back to the topic i want
If i spark this jay right now, Ima think of a million boy
This the song i tried on
I'm on mantime
A lot of these niggas won't have this time on
Never can be lackin, Always gotta keep 1 eye on
I seen my momma cry, gave her a shoulder she can cry on
Back against the wall, I felt i had no one to rely on
And you can rely on me yeah you right on
A message to the ones that hate, I'm sorry for your fate
A message to the ones that wait, I'm sorry for the brake
Credits
Writer(s): Chance Creative Black
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