Talks With Tae
Tae told me hold my head, Tae told me hold my head, yeah
Tae told me stack my bread, Tae told stack my bread
Tae told me hold my head, then he told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, Tae talked me off that ledge, damn
Niggas out in Cali, pac moves heavy
We were still playin', I knew that we wasn't ready
Got pulled over as soon as we landed, that was a sign
I hope this trip don't go south, I'm praying to god
I hope this all pans out, I feel out of my mind
Surrounded by sadness, can't beat this feeling inside, damn
Sick at the time, dickin' around, needed guidance
This life shit hard but it get harder when if you try and fight it
I got jager and all my anger with me tonight
Then I go to the club and pour that shit out over ice
Drunk as fuck, called an uber to call it a night
Get back to the crib, door open, nothing in sight
Damn, this the hardest hit we ever took
You might not wanna see it dog, but you gotta look
'Cause we can't stop, won't stop ever
If we ain't make it yet, then it's probably for the better nigga
Tae told me hold my head, Tae told me hold my head, yeah
Tae told me stack my bread, Tae told stack my bread
Tae told me hold my head, then he told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, Tae talked me off that ledge, damn
A lot of shit been going on, I been in my head a lot
I don't watch nobody's story, I sit and I plot
Tae told me we good, Tae told me we straight
But Tae hopped on that plane, now Tae out of la
It's just me and atf, we going through, we keep it moving
The more we try to win, the more it seems we keep on losing
Something gotta give, we good kids, at least it seems
We don't have to sleep, these kids still have dreams
Red jeep, no top, same clothes as yesterday
All the way cross country we came a long way
Just to get robbed, just to lose it all
But fuck it it's nothing, watch us double back tomorrow
I'm hunting, I'm killing for a living just to make a living nigga
I'm in the field, braveheart, mel gibbons nigga
And I can't stop, I won't stop ever
If I ain't make it yet, then it's probably for the better nigga
World told me hold my head, chan told me hold my head
Mom told me hold my head, my dad told me hold my head
Tae told me stack my bread, tae told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, tae talked me off that ledge, damn
Tae told me stack my bread, Tae told stack my bread
Tae told me hold my head, then he told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, Tae talked me off that ledge, damn
Niggas out in Cali, pac moves heavy
We were still playin', I knew that we wasn't ready
Got pulled over as soon as we landed, that was a sign
I hope this trip don't go south, I'm praying to god
I hope this all pans out, I feel out of my mind
Surrounded by sadness, can't beat this feeling inside, damn
Sick at the time, dickin' around, needed guidance
This life shit hard but it get harder when if you try and fight it
I got jager and all my anger with me tonight
Then I go to the club and pour that shit out over ice
Drunk as fuck, called an uber to call it a night
Get back to the crib, door open, nothing in sight
Damn, this the hardest hit we ever took
You might not wanna see it dog, but you gotta look
'Cause we can't stop, won't stop ever
If we ain't make it yet, then it's probably for the better nigga
Tae told me hold my head, Tae told me hold my head, yeah
Tae told me stack my bread, Tae told stack my bread
Tae told me hold my head, then he told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, Tae talked me off that ledge, damn
A lot of shit been going on, I been in my head a lot
I don't watch nobody's story, I sit and I plot
Tae told me we good, Tae told me we straight
But Tae hopped on that plane, now Tae out of la
It's just me and atf, we going through, we keep it moving
The more we try to win, the more it seems we keep on losing
Something gotta give, we good kids, at least it seems
We don't have to sleep, these kids still have dreams
Red jeep, no top, same clothes as yesterday
All the way cross country we came a long way
Just to get robbed, just to lose it all
But fuck it it's nothing, watch us double back tomorrow
I'm hunting, I'm killing for a living just to make a living nigga
I'm in the field, braveheart, mel gibbons nigga
And I can't stop, I won't stop ever
If I ain't make it yet, then it's probably for the better nigga
World told me hold my head, chan told me hold my head
Mom told me hold my head, my dad told me hold my head
Tae told me stack my bread, tae told me stack my bread, yeah
Tae told me hold my head, tae talked me off that ledge, damn
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Writer(s): Ryan Daley
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