Session 7
If I got problems I roll me a jay
Count my sins in a Chevi SS
Pack my bags I'm up-up and away
Far away I don't care 'bout today
If I die then I know it was meant
To be this way before I was ten
I knew life had it's way In the end
Of the the tunnel I'll see the light again
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on (yeah)
I got real fake diamonds (real fake diamonds)
Niggas too like shining (I too like shining)
I need pills for my peace (pills for my peace)
If you rich it's okay my brother I don't care (for real)
Ever since a youngin' I knew I would be the shit
But now I'm on the road and I know I will never slip
Mix them pills with liquor I be on some other shit
Baggy tops I'm Rango homie I will never miss
Had a talk with Rambo now that nigga overseas
He sells all the things a young nigga would ever need
I got real fake diamonds homie you can pick a shade (hush)
Diamonds shine like VVS homie you won't look the same
If I got problems I roll me a jay
Count my sins in a Chevi SS
Pack my bags I'm up-up and away
Far away I don't care 'bout today
If I die then I know it was meant
To be this way before I was ten
I knew life had it's way In the end
Of the the tunnel I'll see the light again
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Count my sins in a Chevi SS
Pack my bags I'm up-up and away
Far away I don't care 'bout today
If I die then I know it was meant
To be this way before I was ten
I knew life had it's way In the end
Of the the tunnel I'll see the light again
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on (yeah)
I got real fake diamonds (real fake diamonds)
Niggas too like shining (I too like shining)
I need pills for my peace (pills for my peace)
If you rich it's okay my brother I don't care (for real)
Ever since a youngin' I knew I would be the shit
But now I'm on the road and I know I will never slip
Mix them pills with liquor I be on some other shit
Baggy tops I'm Rango homie I will never miss
Had a talk with Rambo now that nigga overseas
He sells all the things a young nigga would ever need
I got real fake diamonds homie you can pick a shade (hush)
Diamonds shine like VVS homie you won't look the same
If I got problems I roll me a jay
Count my sins in a Chevi SS
Pack my bags I'm up-up and away
Far away I don't care 'bout today
If I die then I know it was meant
To be this way before I was ten
I knew life had it's way In the end
Of the the tunnel I'll see the light again
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Oh no
Just hold on
Oh no
Hold on
Credits
Writer(s): Keakantse Mabeka
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