Understand Me
Yeah yeah yeahhhhh Drell eee eeee yeahhhhhh
It's alright
Like where my dawg at I'm looking for ya
I'll give up everything just to see my dawg rollin
And everybody wanna ball they ain't working for it
And I just wanna have it all gotta hustle for it
Get up off my ass gotta get a bag
Had to run it up like it was my last days
Had to grind by myself You didn't understand me
Had to get up off my ass, got tired of them bad days
Moving through the city with shooters
We coming we all paid
And we sending bout a 100
Tell them send somebody else
I need it bad, I need it bad, and fill his body up with bullet shells
Sliding bout my brother, don't give a fuck
I'm going to hell That shit broke me inside nigga
Don't know how to feel
Started off with 4 now it's 2 of us
They don't really know what to do with us
We just making it happen, trapping and rapping
We just gotta come and fuck the city up
Like where my dawg at I'm looking for ya
I'll give up everything just to see my dawg rollin
And everybody wanna ball they ain't working for it
And I just wanna have it all gotta hustle for it
Get up off my ass gotta get a bag
Had to run it up like it was my last days
I live my life so fast it could be my last day
All these bodies around me, see death it just follow me
Losing ion really care like why wouldn't it Bother me
A different side of me, tears falling up outta me
Watch I run this bag up, make my brother proud of me
Big mane told me step on em, I can't let 'em stop me
We went from 4 to 2, they tryna kill SGE
It's alright
Like where my dawg at I'm looking for ya
I'll give up everything just to see my dawg rollin
And everybody wanna ball they ain't working for it
And I just wanna have it all gotta hustle for it
Get up off my ass gotta get a bag
Had to run it up like it was my last days
Had to grind by myself You didn't understand me
Had to get up off my ass, got tired of them bad days
Moving through the city with shooters
We coming we all paid
And we sending bout a 100
Tell them send somebody else
I need it bad, I need it bad, and fill his body up with bullet shells
Sliding bout my brother, don't give a fuck
I'm going to hell That shit broke me inside nigga
Don't know how to feel
Started off with 4 now it's 2 of us
They don't really know what to do with us
We just making it happen, trapping and rapping
We just gotta come and fuck the city up
Like where my dawg at I'm looking for ya
I'll give up everything just to see my dawg rollin
And everybody wanna ball they ain't working for it
And I just wanna have it all gotta hustle for it
Get up off my ass gotta get a bag
Had to run it up like it was my last days
I live my life so fast it could be my last day
All these bodies around me, see death it just follow me
Losing ion really care like why wouldn't it Bother me
A different side of me, tears falling up outta me
Watch I run this bag up, make my brother proud of me
Big mane told me step on em, I can't let 'em stop me
We went from 4 to 2, they tryna kill SGE
Credits
Writer(s): Sudan Williams, Jay P Bangz, Traevon Walker, Dominic Hunn
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