Contracts
Wake the hell up you got explaining to do
We know you got a secret that's restraining in you
You don't wanna talk and we just ain't in the mood
That's why behind you there are five barrels aiming at you, aiming at you
Look signed a line under blood oath
They spit game but it's cutthroat
Dumb nigga who was dumb broke
Dumbfounded allowed dumb hope
Don't hold me to it but he don't know
What he don't know ain't gon hurt the kid
The gang got members worse than him
We already made a shirt for him
Name taped on his chest so he don't forget he's working with the
World's finest
Law abiding
Pig facing
Hog tying
With patience comes a skull prying
Detonation trying to deny a resignation
Ain't no retiring
It's like a gift and a curse
Niggas with a purpose left their gifts in the dirt
So they can focus on they work
When they ain't doing no work
In a race to be the best when they ain't finish in first
Kept my presence in my chest cause I know what I'm worth
My aura doused in stress
I know this place is the worst
That's why I was holding my breath
So I could work on my words
Don't bother me please
Don't bother me
My car holding my car keys
The streets already robbed me of the dreams I sought out for me
Don't bother me
The only fear I hold
Is the notes that I wrote
Fall in the hands of a soul
That's going to expose you
We know you got a secret that's restraining in you
You don't wanna talk and we just ain't in the mood
That's why behind you there are five barrels aiming at you, aiming at you
Look signed a line under blood oath
They spit game but it's cutthroat
Dumb nigga who was dumb broke
Dumbfounded allowed dumb hope
Don't hold me to it but he don't know
What he don't know ain't gon hurt the kid
The gang got members worse than him
We already made a shirt for him
Name taped on his chest so he don't forget he's working with the
World's finest
Law abiding
Pig facing
Hog tying
With patience comes a skull prying
Detonation trying to deny a resignation
Ain't no retiring
It's like a gift and a curse
Niggas with a purpose left their gifts in the dirt
So they can focus on they work
When they ain't doing no work
In a race to be the best when they ain't finish in first
Kept my presence in my chest cause I know what I'm worth
My aura doused in stress
I know this place is the worst
That's why I was holding my breath
So I could work on my words
Don't bother me please
Don't bother me
My car holding my car keys
The streets already robbed me of the dreams I sought out for me
Don't bother me
The only fear I hold
Is the notes that I wrote
Fall in the hands of a soul
That's going to expose you
Credits
Writer(s): Kaeleb Folks
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