We Got Hope
So many days, too many times So many signs, all in a line
Pray when I grind, I'ma be fine Strong in the mind, smokin' the pine
Ain't drinkin' no pint, bad lil' bih Wastin' my time, changed up my number
Can't bang on my line, you dont want smoke No I hang in the sky
Don't fuck with no perky, don't fuck with no Xan Don't fuck with no pillys, they fucked up my fam
Don't ever want beef with my brothers again Called them and told them I love them again
Danced with the devil, won't run it again I gained up my level, I faced all my sin
I'll never be fazed by no hater again Talkin' to God, let greatness begin
The greatest, amen Life is too short not to make no amend
I can't do life with no brother or friends Had to make peace with my mother again
Had to affirm that I love her again So many things that we all go through
Think of the worst and it all come true Had a dream for my bills and they all went blue
Got me everything I put my all into Pussy is great, but save it for late
That's not somethin' you should fall into Thought it was weight, pushed out eighths
That's not somethin' you should fall into Too many ways were paved by the greats
For haters to say there's no blueprint today They don't want work, they'll rather just wait
Thinkin' a come up, gon' fall into place know gangsters in suits, not livin' by truth
Scary to do what they know they want do They know how to win, but it's easier to lose
That we don't do, no, we'd rather prove All of this power, know it ain't new
I built me some bonds, by bullets, they proof On top, never drop, less we up in the coop
My dawg wanna roll, Ima make it a oop Cause that's just what a real one do
Me and my dawgs, a real one two Might score one, make a and one too
Magnet man, I'm where the bands run to Gon' buy me a jet, might land one too
Might lay down a bih, might stand one too I got three shorties, yeah, and what, boo
Tell me what you done to make a man trust you So many days, too many times
So many signs, all in a line Pray when I grind, I'ma be fine
Strong in the mind, smokin' the pine Ain't drinkin' no pint, bad little bih
Wastin' my time, changed up my number Can't bang on my line
You don't want smoke, No I hang in the sky Don't fuck with no perky, don't fuck with no Xan
Don't fuck with no pillys, they fucked up my fam Don't ever want beef with my brothers again
Called them and told them I love them again Danced with the devil, won't run it again
I gained up my level, I faced all my sin I'll never be fazed by no hater again
Talkin' to God, let greatness begin The greatest, amen
Pray when I grind, I'ma be fine Strong in the mind, smokin' the pine
Ain't drinkin' no pint, bad lil' bih Wastin' my time, changed up my number
Can't bang on my line, you dont want smoke No I hang in the sky
Don't fuck with no perky, don't fuck with no Xan Don't fuck with no pillys, they fucked up my fam
Don't ever want beef with my brothers again Called them and told them I love them again
Danced with the devil, won't run it again I gained up my level, I faced all my sin
I'll never be fazed by no hater again Talkin' to God, let greatness begin
The greatest, amen Life is too short not to make no amend
I can't do life with no brother or friends Had to make peace with my mother again
Had to affirm that I love her again So many things that we all go through
Think of the worst and it all come true Had a dream for my bills and they all went blue
Got me everything I put my all into Pussy is great, but save it for late
That's not somethin' you should fall into Thought it was weight, pushed out eighths
That's not somethin' you should fall into Too many ways were paved by the greats
For haters to say there's no blueprint today They don't want work, they'll rather just wait
Thinkin' a come up, gon' fall into place know gangsters in suits, not livin' by truth
Scary to do what they know they want do They know how to win, but it's easier to lose
That we don't do, no, we'd rather prove All of this power, know it ain't new
I built me some bonds, by bullets, they proof On top, never drop, less we up in the coop
My dawg wanna roll, Ima make it a oop Cause that's just what a real one do
Me and my dawgs, a real one two Might score one, make a and one too
Magnet man, I'm where the bands run to Gon' buy me a jet, might land one too
Might lay down a bih, might stand one too I got three shorties, yeah, and what, boo
Tell me what you done to make a man trust you So many days, too many times
So many signs, all in a line Pray when I grind, I'ma be fine
Strong in the mind, smokin' the pine Ain't drinkin' no pint, bad little bih
Wastin' my time, changed up my number Can't bang on my line
You don't want smoke, No I hang in the sky Don't fuck with no perky, don't fuck with no Xan
Don't fuck with no pillys, they fucked up my fam Don't ever want beef with my brothers again
Called them and told them I love them again Danced with the devil, won't run it again
I gained up my level, I faced all my sin I'll never be fazed by no hater again
Talkin' to God, let greatness begin The greatest, amen
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Writer(s): Tyler Gill
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