Servant
This is my toxic reality I had
To get it right off of the block
I gotta schedule i'm up and i'm
Trapping this bread by seven
O'clock people don't love you
Unless you got something good
That they want that's why I
Stick to myself I reminisce how
It felt everyone leaving its hell
People don't love you unless
You keep on working an head
Up stronger person you decide
What's important yeah its got
Me nervous cuz everyone i'm
Serving they treat me like a
Servant but I don't think its
Worth it yeah yeah bitch ill
Come tell you the news yeah
I speak what I live what I do
Boy whack if he fucking with
You toxic on my tats what it
Do warning label for you and
The crew I got my brother I
Know that he'll ride ill die by
His side family the only thing
Left when its snakes and its
Bitches outside yeah I die by
Mines gotta bigger goal beet
Ween the lines shoot for the
Stars with my guys pain I show
And I see fire do anything for
A dime money I chase ill never
Stop do it for my daddy sister
And moms yeah yeah bitch I
Don't know you and I do not
Think that you know me homie
No i'm not your homie just
Know you ain't come before
Me yeah yeah i'm feeling good
Make this day for the books I
Never thought that i'd make it
This far but I did now I'm up
And i'm making my art I didn't
Have shit so you know all this
Shit it come straight from the
Heart I did it myself I tried to
Have faith i'm falling apart I
Don't know how I did it with
Off the lot with whole fuckin
Blunt rolled roll down the
The block and we roll smoke
Hold on there go the popo
Sister with me gang and I got
A dealer plate so i'm not really
Worried as I was bro as I was
Bro blinker hit it twice now
I'm not even driving down the
Same road woah woah yeah
Rolling down in the camry
With that pack on me whippin'
Through traffic you know I'm
Speeding and a cop saw me
Yeah I seen his lights and I dip
Hard left hard right lemme
Whip that thing yeah this is
My toxic reality I had to get it
Right off of the block I got a
Schedule i'm up and I'm trappin'
This bread by seven o'clock
People don't love you unless
You got something good that
They want that's why is stick
To myself I reminisce how it
Felt everyone leaving its hell
People don't love you unless
You keep on working an head
Up stronger person you decide
Whats important yeah its got
Me nervous cause everyone I'm
Serving they treat me like a
Servant but I don't think its
Worth it yeah yeah yeah yeah
To get it right off of the block
I gotta schedule i'm up and i'm
Trapping this bread by seven
O'clock people don't love you
Unless you got something good
That they want that's why I
Stick to myself I reminisce how
It felt everyone leaving its hell
People don't love you unless
You keep on working an head
Up stronger person you decide
What's important yeah its got
Me nervous cuz everyone i'm
Serving they treat me like a
Servant but I don't think its
Worth it yeah yeah bitch ill
Come tell you the news yeah
I speak what I live what I do
Boy whack if he fucking with
You toxic on my tats what it
Do warning label for you and
The crew I got my brother I
Know that he'll ride ill die by
His side family the only thing
Left when its snakes and its
Bitches outside yeah I die by
Mines gotta bigger goal beet
Ween the lines shoot for the
Stars with my guys pain I show
And I see fire do anything for
A dime money I chase ill never
Stop do it for my daddy sister
And moms yeah yeah bitch I
Don't know you and I do not
Think that you know me homie
No i'm not your homie just
Know you ain't come before
Me yeah yeah i'm feeling good
Make this day for the books I
Never thought that i'd make it
This far but I did now I'm up
And i'm making my art I didn't
Have shit so you know all this
Shit it come straight from the
Heart I did it myself I tried to
Have faith i'm falling apart I
Don't know how I did it with
Off the lot with whole fuckin
Blunt rolled roll down the
The block and we roll smoke
Hold on there go the popo
Sister with me gang and I got
A dealer plate so i'm not really
Worried as I was bro as I was
Bro blinker hit it twice now
I'm not even driving down the
Same road woah woah yeah
Rolling down in the camry
With that pack on me whippin'
Through traffic you know I'm
Speeding and a cop saw me
Yeah I seen his lights and I dip
Hard left hard right lemme
Whip that thing yeah this is
My toxic reality I had to get it
Right off of the block I got a
Schedule i'm up and I'm trappin'
This bread by seven o'clock
People don't love you unless
You got something good that
They want that's why is stick
To myself I reminisce how it
Felt everyone leaving its hell
People don't love you unless
You keep on working an head
Up stronger person you decide
Whats important yeah its got
Me nervous cause everyone I'm
Serving they treat me like a
Servant but I don't think its
Worth it yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Andrew Miller
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