Stars In The Wraith
They wanna talk about shooting like im gone snitch
Im ray charles i aint seen shit
I looked my dawg in his eyes and he seem sick
I know they got em for a statement
I seen snakes
Most niggas of em fake
I keep god around
Stars in the wraith
They still talk about me
Most of em fake
I keep rods around me
Streets ain't safe
Them niggas switching up on me they get penalized
I'm with the gang i ain't switching sides
Remain a G and get capitalized
I know that feeling when they switching vibes
And i can't tell the last time a nigga went to church
That shit like picking out a starburst
Forgot my sins cus it get worst
I won't repent less my time first
Roll up some runtz look like some Brussels sprouts
Ain't smoking in weeks so im tapping out
Gotta chase that cash so we cashing out
We want more jewelry n a bigger house
Them niggas faking they be chasing clout
We in the field we running routes
Gotta get that bread we gone make it out
And get some shit we can brag about it thats a different route
Can't get no job i'ma fucking felon
Might get some grams and go serve the reverend
They probably mad cus we fucking scamming
I seen snakes
Most niggas of em fake
I keep god around
Stars in the wraith
They still talk about me
Most of em fake
I keep rods around me
Streets ain't safe
Them niggas switching up on me they get penalized
I'm with the gang i ain't switching sides
Remain a G and get capitalized
I know that feeling when they switching vibes
Im ray charles i aint seen shit
I looked my dawg in his eyes and he seem sick
I know they got em for a statement
I seen snakes
Most niggas of em fake
I keep god around
Stars in the wraith
They still talk about me
Most of em fake
I keep rods around me
Streets ain't safe
Them niggas switching up on me they get penalized
I'm with the gang i ain't switching sides
Remain a G and get capitalized
I know that feeling when they switching vibes
And i can't tell the last time a nigga went to church
That shit like picking out a starburst
Forgot my sins cus it get worst
I won't repent less my time first
Roll up some runtz look like some Brussels sprouts
Ain't smoking in weeks so im tapping out
Gotta chase that cash so we cashing out
We want more jewelry n a bigger house
Them niggas faking they be chasing clout
We in the field we running routes
Gotta get that bread we gone make it out
And get some shit we can brag about it thats a different route
Can't get no job i'ma fucking felon
Might get some grams and go serve the reverend
They probably mad cus we fucking scamming
I seen snakes
Most niggas of em fake
I keep god around
Stars in the wraith
They still talk about me
Most of em fake
I keep rods around me
Streets ain't safe
Them niggas switching up on me they get penalized
I'm with the gang i ain't switching sides
Remain a G and get capitalized
I know that feeling when they switching vibes
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Writer(s): Terry Swain
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