Sacrifice
Finally shook my depression
I just got back in my Birkin
Had to count all of my blessings
For a little' minute was hurting
Someone told me they my dawg, yeah yeah yeah
They more like a serpent
Snakey ass nigga they lurkin yeah yeah
And that's for certain
Gotta watch the people that claim gang cause they got no back bone
Shawty just stay patient in my bed 'til a nigga back home
My shawty only one who kept this shit a hundred through the years
My fears, was losing all my peers, and so
I gotta make it out
Through the struggle took a different route
In this life all I got is my word and my pride 'til I die
Gotta sacrifice
Hundred round drum and that bitch go
We can get it poppin' Like crisco, ohhh oh yeah
Momma hit my phone last week
Look both ways in the street
She don't want me carrying the heat well
Big dog gotta eat
Shouldn't have to tell my brudda how he should roll
He did something stupid Its out my control
I done gave second chances bout too many times
Drove this car for like too many miles
Now my gas on E
Can't stop cause my destination right in front of me
I gotta make it out
Through the struggle took a different route
In this life all I got is my word and my pride 'til I die
Gotta sacrifice
I just got back in my Birkin
Had to count all of my blessings
For a little' minute was hurting
Someone told me they my dawg, yeah yeah yeah
They more like a serpent
Snakey ass nigga they lurkin yeah yeah
And that's for certain
Gotta watch the people that claim gang cause they got no back bone
Shawty just stay patient in my bed 'til a nigga back home
My shawty only one who kept this shit a hundred through the years
My fears, was losing all my peers, and so
I gotta make it out
Through the struggle took a different route
In this life all I got is my word and my pride 'til I die
Gotta sacrifice
Hundred round drum and that bitch go
We can get it poppin' Like crisco, ohhh oh yeah
Momma hit my phone last week
Look both ways in the street
She don't want me carrying the heat well
Big dog gotta eat
Shouldn't have to tell my brudda how he should roll
He did something stupid Its out my control
I done gave second chances bout too many times
Drove this car for like too many miles
Now my gas on E
Can't stop cause my destination right in front of me
I gotta make it out
Through the struggle took a different route
In this life all I got is my word and my pride 'til I die
Gotta sacrifice
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Writer(s): Tyler Holness
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