Exposure

This world is crazy I need you on my side
You tell me I won't make it who are you decide
The glizzy nice but I'm cool wit the 9
And if you want it have my nigga sweep you off the mat for two 99
I made it deal
I'm always dreamin now I gotta to make it real
Head banging make me wanna take a pill
I just roll another blunt
I left on my own cuz I ain't know if you'll come
I'm out the city but I'll show you where I'm from
If you interested
Blow a wood and damn I ain't have shit for breakfast
Vibin to the music almost missed the exit
Wasn't tryna go to school I had to skip a lesson
Everybody hip guess I ain't get the message
Cuz I ain't in a loop
Hop on a k bust some ass i ain't got shit to do
Know this get critical
Y'all betta straighten up
It's not a fairytale ain't nobody savin us
Original can't make it up
Ion blend in the crowd cuz I ain't fake enough
Nigga said he took a shell he ain't take enough
You gotta hit yo target
Bro show love on a half it's a bargain
Am I a Martian cuz I on my mars
Fly back to earth meditate til I'm charged
Ion cover up the Scars
I let em show
It was plenty days I broke had no hope
Mama workin day and night had to play my role
Can't look crispy for a hoe
Gone be 50 for a show
I know how much I'm worth
I'm coming 6 pack when I lift up my shirt
Lookin for blues like a smurf
I get my food from the earth
I left my shoes on the turf
Ion care who did it first
Cuz ima do my best
I got people to protect
They know Childish Trey up next
Ima keep runnin up a check
They all went right so I go left
Ima make it to the end
Mama told me do my dance
Lemme hop in my stance
While y'all hoppin on the trend
And my feet up in the sand
Everybody not yo friend
They might take you out
I'm walkin on a major route
My nigga we gon make it out
Hop my shoulders
We keep on getting high no goin lower
She wanna me spend the night but Ion know her
I'll do it by myself don't need a Chauffeur
Would you sacrifice a life for exposure



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Writer(s): Treyvon Passmore
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