On Me
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Real homies that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the team, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Baby mommas that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the Team, yeah
Whatchya know about copping the groceries for the crew when the EBT fail
Stacks in the wallet, fat, looking like a whale
Paid baby momma's rent never got no tail
Real funny though how at night I end up all alone
But during the day I grind away with the drip like a whetstone
Baby girl don't cry when I gotta take ya home
Daddy gotta go to work, gotta get that cash flow
Feeling kinda stressed out so I call up Captain Kirk
He pulling through in the shuttle with the shroomies and the woods ready to put in the work
Got the melodies with the bass that'll make ya hurt
Make ya hurt with the sorrow
Cause dreams might end tomorrow
But for now I'm going full throttle
Cause I ain't got no time for tomorrow, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Real homies that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the team, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Baby mommas that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the
For the, yeah
For the guild, for the fam, for the team yeah
These visions get built, but it's just a dream yeah
PK my ilk, you best believe it
My hand on my hilt, ready to unsheathe it
Ya blood get spilt, you didn't even mean it
Living with this guilt, and all this damn grief yeah
These emotions get spilt, grinding down my teeth yeah
These flowers just wilt, but can't turn a leaf yet
And the garden just rots
Uproot my mind, plant it in a new pot
Losing it with time, I feel like a robot
Back to the damn grind, give it everything I've got
Yeah totin' this fire, we look like the damn swat
Ya bitch she admire, but we know she just a thot
I'd be a fucking liar, if I said I haven't fought
But I'm getting real tired, on my mind I got a lot
Cleaning damn fryers, have to act like what I'm not
Down to the wiring, nothing left but my thoughts
If you in range of firing, then somebody need a mop
Encaged and inspiring, I'm gonna get up to the top
Deranged and expiriring, yeah you might just get the chop
Prearranged and uninspiring, man you just anotha flop
Bullets exchanged and you retiring, cause I got the damn drop
Man you could've just stopped but instead I got you popped
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Real homies that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the team, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Baby mommas that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the Team, yeah
Whatchya know about copping the groceries for the crew when the EBT fail
Stacks in the wallet, fat, looking like a whale
Paid baby momma's rent never got no tail
Real funny though how at night I end up all alone
But during the day I grind away with the drip like a whetstone
Baby girl don't cry when I gotta take ya home
Daddy gotta go to work, gotta get that cash flow
Feeling kinda stressed out so I call up Captain Kirk
He pulling through in the shuttle with the shroomies and the woods ready to put in the work
Got the melodies with the bass that'll make ya hurt
Make ya hurt with the sorrow
Cause dreams might end tomorrow
But for now I'm going full throttle
Cause I ain't got no time for tomorrow, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Real homies that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the fam
For the team, yeah
Got people that depend on me
Mothafuckas that depend on me
Baby mommas that depend on me
That's why I hold it down P.K
For the guild
For the
For the, yeah
For the guild, for the fam, for the team yeah
These visions get built, but it's just a dream yeah
PK my ilk, you best believe it
My hand on my hilt, ready to unsheathe it
Ya blood get spilt, you didn't even mean it
Living with this guilt, and all this damn grief yeah
These emotions get spilt, grinding down my teeth yeah
These flowers just wilt, but can't turn a leaf yet
And the garden just rots
Uproot my mind, plant it in a new pot
Losing it with time, I feel like a robot
Back to the damn grind, give it everything I've got
Yeah totin' this fire, we look like the damn swat
Ya bitch she admire, but we know she just a thot
I'd be a fucking liar, if I said I haven't fought
But I'm getting real tired, on my mind I got a lot
Cleaning damn fryers, have to act like what I'm not
Down to the wiring, nothing left but my thoughts
If you in range of firing, then somebody need a mop
Encaged and inspiring, I'm gonna get up to the top
Deranged and expiriring, yeah you might just get the chop
Prearranged and uninspiring, man you just anotha flop
Bullets exchanged and you retiring, cause I got the damn drop
Man you could've just stopped but instead I got you popped
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Writer(s): Steven Love
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