Ain't see the vision
Bitches be tripping
Why i trip on somebody i know that will not see my vision?
Why would i eat with somebody that ain't help me clean up the dishes?
Why would i tell em my story when i heard about em he snitching?
Yea yea
Shit and God be my witness
I used to work at chipotlè it wasn't for me so i quit it
Then i move right on to HomeGoods ironic it ain't make a living
Now why would i work for somebody when i could just start me a business?
Yeah look shit
I do it for me
I gotta feed the whole family my nigga so style ain't free
And none of this shit gon matter when I'm down six feet deep
I knew what it was when i signed up my nigga ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't 12
It's two things i don't wish on no one
Cancer and jail
If the cops come and get you just hold it down nigga i promise that i got your bail
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he didn't tell
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he kept it real
I don't know no one like brody I'm just bein' real
I saw my bro risk it all for me out in the field
Know i got angels with me cus i coulda been killed
Thinking bout how I'm still living sometimes i get chills
And why would i do that for free when my momma got bills?
I had to break down the glass like i was Shaquille
The more time that fucking goes by the higher the deal
I see them all throwing shade don't feel that a lil
Bitches be tripping
Why i trip on somebody i know that will not see my vision?
Why would i eat with somebody that ain't help me clean up the dishes?
Why would i tell em my story when i heard about em he snitching?
Yea yea
Shit and God be my witness
I used to work at chipotlè it wasn't for me so i quit it
Then i move right on to HomeGoods ironic it ain't make a living
Now why would i work for somebody when i could just start me a business?
Yeah look shit
I do it for me
I gotta feed the whole family my nigga so style ain't free
And none of this shit gon matter when I'm down six feet deep
I knew what it was when i signed up my nigga ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't 12
It's two things i don't wish on no one
Cancer and jail
If the cops come and get you just hold it down nigga i promise that i got your bail
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he didn't tell
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he kept it re
Why i trip on somebody i know that will not see my vision?
Why would i eat with somebody that ain't help me clean up the dishes?
Why would i tell em my story when i heard about em he snitching?
Yea yea
Shit and God be my witness
I used to work at chipotlè it wasn't for me so i quit it
Then i move right on to HomeGoods ironic it ain't make a living
Now why would i work for somebody when i could just start me a business?
Yeah look shit
I do it for me
I gotta feed the whole family my nigga so style ain't free
And none of this shit gon matter when I'm down six feet deep
I knew what it was when i signed up my nigga ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't 12
It's two things i don't wish on no one
Cancer and jail
If the cops come and get you just hold it down nigga i promise that i got your bail
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he didn't tell
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he kept it real
I don't know no one like brody I'm just bein' real
I saw my bro risk it all for me out in the field
Know i got angels with me cus i coulda been killed
Thinking bout how I'm still living sometimes i get chills
And why would i do that for free when my momma got bills?
I had to break down the glass like i was Shaquille
The more time that fucking goes by the higher the deal
I see them all throwing shade don't feel that a lil
Bitches be tripping
Why i trip on somebody i know that will not see my vision?
Why would i eat with somebody that ain't help me clean up the dishes?
Why would i tell em my story when i heard about em he snitching?
Yea yea
Shit and God be my witness
I used to work at chipotlè it wasn't for me so i quit it
Then i move right on to HomeGoods ironic it ain't make a living
Now why would i work for somebody when i could just start me a business?
Yeah look shit
I do it for me
I gotta feed the whole family my nigga so style ain't free
And none of this shit gon matter when I'm down six feet deep
I knew what it was when i signed up my nigga ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't coppin' no plea
No i ain't 12
It's two things i don't wish on no one
Cancer and jail
If the cops come and get you just hold it down nigga i promise that i got your bail
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he didn't tell
Got a crib in his name and some cars and some chains
All because he kept it re
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Writer(s): Donaven Hutton
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