Closer Than Most (feat. LulBobby)
Yeah, uh, uh
Closer than most nigga
Yeah, uh, look
I just left Publix, I went in to check my weight (Weight)
Barely do I be at home, so I barely could I say I ate
And when I do I love it. Even off them paper plates (Plates)
Ion care if it ain't glass, bet I still say my grace
And let em know I love em, even if he make me wait (Wait)
Or ignores what I want, so what I need could fall in place
I hope the day he judge me, he let me in them pearly gates (Yeah)
I don't wanna go to hell, cause it be hell where I stay (Uh)
Can't lie I love home, but this shit like a trap
Cause we watch everybody leave, but they all come back (True)
Expected them to hit the league, not the hood with gats
Like great athletes who did nothing, they all got strapped (Damn)
And we just tryna see this shit in its entirety (Uh huh)
I rather work for me cause can't nobody fire me (Yeah)
We say shit that make yo eyes get watery
This tape called T.R.A.P., we Tryna Rise Above Poverty (Yeah)
Closer
Well well
Closer than most
Aye look, this that shit that they been waiting for (Huh)
Grinding hard on the daily tryna get that paper up (Aye)
Was always told to wait on no nigga just get it done
I put my grind in overload I'm up before the sun (Look)
Bitch I'm back like I left sum'
Heard a fuck nigga mad tell him stretch sum'
My only focus is the money keep a check coming
Long nights on that road really road running (Aye)
No matter what, imma get money I do it faithfully (I do that)
Niggas out here internet thuggin' and really police
Spin a Benz, then double back, clear the whole scene
Back to back, with the hits, get off my jimmy dean
Bitches be thinking they running game, but I already peep
Whole lotta problems, too much drama, look what the money bring (Uh)
One false move, flat line em', put him on 13th
In the air with the demons, but I'm from Smith street (Aye)
Almighty, don't like nobody, you know who roll with me (Aye)
Wack jumper, you ain't a shooter, you know the pole with me
Hell na, don't fuck with lil buddy, that boy a hoe to me
Forever independent, won't let a nigga fuck over me
Closer than most nigga
Yeah, uh, look
I just left Publix, I went in to check my weight (Weight)
Barely do I be at home, so I barely could I say I ate
And when I do I love it. Even off them paper plates (Plates)
Ion care if it ain't glass, bet I still say my grace
And let em know I love em, even if he make me wait (Wait)
Or ignores what I want, so what I need could fall in place
I hope the day he judge me, he let me in them pearly gates (Yeah)
I don't wanna go to hell, cause it be hell where I stay (Uh)
Can't lie I love home, but this shit like a trap
Cause we watch everybody leave, but they all come back (True)
Expected them to hit the league, not the hood with gats
Like great athletes who did nothing, they all got strapped (Damn)
And we just tryna see this shit in its entirety (Uh huh)
I rather work for me cause can't nobody fire me (Yeah)
We say shit that make yo eyes get watery
This tape called T.R.A.P., we Tryna Rise Above Poverty (Yeah)
Closer
Well well
Closer than most
Aye look, this that shit that they been waiting for (Huh)
Grinding hard on the daily tryna get that paper up (Aye)
Was always told to wait on no nigga just get it done
I put my grind in overload I'm up before the sun (Look)
Bitch I'm back like I left sum'
Heard a fuck nigga mad tell him stretch sum'
My only focus is the money keep a check coming
Long nights on that road really road running (Aye)
No matter what, imma get money I do it faithfully (I do that)
Niggas out here internet thuggin' and really police
Spin a Benz, then double back, clear the whole scene
Back to back, with the hits, get off my jimmy dean
Bitches be thinking they running game, but I already peep
Whole lotta problems, too much drama, look what the money bring (Uh)
One false move, flat line em', put him on 13th
In the air with the demons, but I'm from Smith street (Aye)
Almighty, don't like nobody, you know who roll with me (Aye)
Wack jumper, you ain't a shooter, you know the pole with me
Hell na, don't fuck with lil buddy, that boy a hoe to me
Forever independent, won't let a nigga fuck over me
Credits
Writer(s): J'ylen Maloney
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