Ear Drums
The only plan is A imma go hard as a B
I could tell you bout my vision wont believe until you see (C)
And I cared for you you didn't care for me
Cuz if you did you would support and No support today is free
See me trynna get my bread up
Niggas steady Trynna tell me keep my head up
Niggas never lend a hand and I'm fed up
Niggas folded over paper hope you shred up
Man you niggas should be dead bruh
Claiming you a real one
Saying shit behind my back and lying that you said sum
Nigga screaming red rum
Nigga screaming red rum
Nigga heard a shot and was Complaining bout his eardrums
He ain't really inna field
He hanging wit a dealer but them shooters get em killed
Niggas think they Superman untill they meet some steel
Niggas turn to rats on they own bruddahs and they squeal
Imma make a hunnid milll for my family
Growing in the hood It made a man of me
Thought I couldn't rap they tried to cancel me
Now I got the ball can't tackle me
So imma take it in for 6
And celebrate together for the niggas I was with
When I fumbled
Niggas said I crumbled
When you reaching levels fast as this you can't be humble
Come straight out the jungle
If I broke off bread while I was broke Just know I love you
Relationship or single swear my profit going double
I had a couple problems I put pieces to the puzzle
And now my Kitty litty I then made outta struggle
I could tell you bout my vision wont believe until you see (C)
And I cared for you you didn't care for me
Cuz if you did you would support and No support today is free
See me trynna get my bread up
Niggas steady Trynna tell me keep my head up
Niggas never lend a hand and I'm fed up
Niggas folded over paper hope you shred up
Man you niggas should be dead bruh
Claiming you a real one
Saying shit behind my back and lying that you said sum
Nigga screaming red rum
Nigga screaming red rum
Nigga heard a shot and was Complaining bout his eardrums
He ain't really inna field
He hanging wit a dealer but them shooters get em killed
Niggas think they Superman untill they meet some steel
Niggas turn to rats on they own bruddahs and they squeal
Imma make a hunnid milll for my family
Growing in the hood It made a man of me
Thought I couldn't rap they tried to cancel me
Now I got the ball can't tackle me
So imma take it in for 6
And celebrate together for the niggas I was with
When I fumbled
Niggas said I crumbled
When you reaching levels fast as this you can't be humble
Come straight out the jungle
If I broke off bread while I was broke Just know I love you
Relationship or single swear my profit going double
I had a couple problems I put pieces to the puzzle
And now my Kitty litty I then made outta struggle
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Writer(s): William Jennings
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