Update
You know I took a um
I took a break
But this a update
They say them boys wilding now 'Cause they made of couple dollars
Tryna make a million dollars
Gotta keep up with my momma them
The day I let my guard down
That's when they running in
And I can't save another bitch to busy trying to force a win
My nigga say huh let a nigga try
I bet not find out
No time to understand what's wrong or right
I can't stand down
Countdown can't until our time come
And every time I look around all I see
is where I'm from
I'm crying out
Just finding out
That my mans ain't pulling out
Just hope she don't trap him in
Ooh time a tell
You see me mugging and gone ask me if I'm thuggin'
All is well
Gotta break up out that shell
But for what destined for hell
Although I wasn't just born into a thrown
But I can't sit back and watch momma cry over the phone
I just
I just
Just want you to see what I'm on
I see us cruising in a Bentley or Benz and not a Buick
Laughing 'bout all of the times
When we flipped a bitch call her Rubick's
Boy you foolish
Remember when that nigga tried to play you
They hopped out with them K's too
Just knew I was gone save you
I'm too busy tryna neighborhood hero
When I'm just trying to make a living started off with zero
I'm trying to cop chain
One mo the thing
Do my thing
The way we roll around with choppers
Should call me Hussein
And I been through too much Shit I won't ever be the same
That bitch gone burn you down if you keep playing with flames
Remember dude with no shoes he was acting a fool
Ain't have no money for no food
But make a way for a tool
It might be stupid to you
But I know what dude going through
And I won't ever judge a man if I don't see the whole view
Now close curtains
Can't come out I'm working
Lord knows I ain't perfect
Fuck staying in my own lane I'm swerving while I'm merging
Hey Nia
I see ya
And she a bottom feeder
And I won't ever need her
Promise I will not remember
Sparking up this reefer
Sis got COVID with a fever
Pray he let me keep her
Have a stand-off with the reaper
Although I wasn't just born into a thrown
But I can't sit back and watch momma cry over the phone
I just
I just
Just want you to see what I'm on
What I'm on
I took a break
But this a update
They say them boys wilding now 'Cause they made of couple dollars
Tryna make a million dollars
Gotta keep up with my momma them
The day I let my guard down
That's when they running in
And I can't save another bitch to busy trying to force a win
My nigga say huh let a nigga try
I bet not find out
No time to understand what's wrong or right
I can't stand down
Countdown can't until our time come
And every time I look around all I see
is where I'm from
I'm crying out
Just finding out
That my mans ain't pulling out
Just hope she don't trap him in
Ooh time a tell
You see me mugging and gone ask me if I'm thuggin'
All is well
Gotta break up out that shell
But for what destined for hell
Although I wasn't just born into a thrown
But I can't sit back and watch momma cry over the phone
I just
I just
Just want you to see what I'm on
I see us cruising in a Bentley or Benz and not a Buick
Laughing 'bout all of the times
When we flipped a bitch call her Rubick's
Boy you foolish
Remember when that nigga tried to play you
They hopped out with them K's too
Just knew I was gone save you
I'm too busy tryna neighborhood hero
When I'm just trying to make a living started off with zero
I'm trying to cop chain
One mo the thing
Do my thing
The way we roll around with choppers
Should call me Hussein
And I been through too much Shit I won't ever be the same
That bitch gone burn you down if you keep playing with flames
Remember dude with no shoes he was acting a fool
Ain't have no money for no food
But make a way for a tool
It might be stupid to you
But I know what dude going through
And I won't ever judge a man if I don't see the whole view
Now close curtains
Can't come out I'm working
Lord knows I ain't perfect
Fuck staying in my own lane I'm swerving while I'm merging
Hey Nia
I see ya
And she a bottom feeder
And I won't ever need her
Promise I will not remember
Sparking up this reefer
Sis got COVID with a fever
Pray he let me keep her
Have a stand-off with the reaper
Although I wasn't just born into a thrown
But I can't sit back and watch momma cry over the phone
I just
I just
Just want you to see what I'm on
What I'm on
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Writer(s): Caleb Lavalais
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