Full circle

I don't bang but giving blues
I'm dripping sauce in the booth

These niggas false I'm the truth
Started from bottom changed the view

From where I was a nigga grew
Fuck the talk a nigga doing

In something foreign making moves
The day coming stay tuned

And ima say it till it hit
Til then swinging for the fence

Some be scared to fail
And ill hate you cause you ain't

But to me that's unfair
Aim them feelings at your fears

I been driven since a lil nigga
And that ain't change a bit

I be grateful when I wake
Roll one then I blaze

What's the plans for day
Pick a fit and I step

Feeling good cause I eat good
Juice and some greens

Taking naps cause I don't sleep
I'm busy getting to it

I'm just a g with a code
And plan to reap what I saw

Hold it down for those gone
Gotta speak and I do

Could retreat but I don't
Plant my feet as I should

Can't undo what was done
But repeat it I won't

I don't bang but giving blues
I'm dripping sauce in the booth

These niggas false I'm the truth
Started from bottom changed the view

From where I was a nigga grew
Fuck the talk a nigga doing

In something foreign making moves
The day coming stay tuned

I tell myself ima eat and ima feast too
Fuck falling off, I'm humble and my feet good

High as fuck, cause it help to bring this gift through
Been a lot of things a boss I have yet to

But I ain't stressing it
I'll keep my regime

Cause the goal
To be better than I ever been

Long road
All these tolls was a benefit

Made me better
As a person once them lessons clicked

I got a rhyme like this
For every one with a gun

And i don't blame the ones rapping
It's the ones who endorse it

Getting paid far removed
Pull up in your Porsche

The way we headed fucked up
But can't tell that we lost

Waiting get you nothing
Spending keep you broke

Saving do the same
Investing is the game

In yourself or some things
Could always sell it back

Cop wants for the thrill
But the jewelry all gold

Waiting get you nothing
Spending keep you broke

Saving do the same
Investing is the game

In yourself or some things
Could always sell it back

Cop wants for the thrill
But the jewelry all gold

I don't bang but giving blues
I'm dripping sauce in the booth

These niggas false I'm the truth
Started from bottom changed the view

From where I was a nigga grew
Fuck the talk a nigga doing

In something foreign making moves
The day coming stay tuned



Credits
Writer(s): Greg Schelchere
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