Dawgz5l
Yeah
This that juicer cru shit maan
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
In a city where you gotta watch your closest mans
Because they always pocket watchin, trying to take your bands
Should've of watched my brother
The way he played his hands
He tried to flip the whole play, I don't understand
In a world where we already low on loyalty
These niggas rather snitch than pay a lawyer fee
It don't make sense to me, we used to be broke taking trips all the way to the fucking D
Pour up another pint because I need some more
Pour a eight of Kobe because I'm on the floor
Perc wasted, shit faced on the floor
Yelling out Kobe every time I pour
Damn this life shit gotta go
I'm tired of being so damn fucking low
Why do people leave when you need em the most
I'm living this life I'm barely holding on
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
I remember being down dead broke, everyone around me treated me just like a joke
I remember being down with no hope, now I'm at the tippity top bitch I'm like the Pope
It's so crazy how my whole world switched
When I finally let go of that bitch
Yeah I had to get into my bag, pulling out the lot in a new jag
I really love it here, the sky seems so clear
I really hold you dear
I remember whispering in your ear
Now times have changed
And it feels so different
I don't know if it's me or you but one of us switching
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
This that juicer cru shit maan
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
In a city where you gotta watch your closest mans
Because they always pocket watchin, trying to take your bands
Should've of watched my brother
The way he played his hands
He tried to flip the whole play, I don't understand
In a world where we already low on loyalty
These niggas rather snitch than pay a lawyer fee
It don't make sense to me, we used to be broke taking trips all the way to the fucking D
Pour up another pint because I need some more
Pour a eight of Kobe because I'm on the floor
Perc wasted, shit faced on the floor
Yelling out Kobe every time I pour
Damn this life shit gotta go
I'm tired of being so damn fucking low
Why do people leave when you need em the most
I'm living this life I'm barely holding on
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
I remember being down dead broke, everyone around me treated me just like a joke
I remember being down with no hope, now I'm at the tippity top bitch I'm like the Pope
It's so crazy how my whole world switched
When I finally let go of that bitch
Yeah I had to get into my bag, pulling out the lot in a new jag
I really love it here, the sky seems so clear
I really hold you dear
I remember whispering in your ear
Now times have changed
And it feels so different
I don't know if it's me or you but one of us switching
Where I grew up every day shit hits the fan
You can feed your dawg, he still gon bite your hand
Ain't it so fucked up they off the xans
Trying to do you wrong, when you was tryna put em on
I was trying put my people in better positions
But they would never shut up and just sit down and listen
I don't know if this should be my decision but I'm finna make it anyways
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Writer(s): Juicer Cru
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