Charity
(Grr)
Damn, Z
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
Missing them, missing them badly
Shawty out here wishing that she had me
I'm just paper stacking Imma take care of my family
Playing AAU I'm trynna get this hooper clarity
"I'm that nigga", but I only say that shit sincerely
Bronem he a easy pick, we take him out
Momma crying at me I can still hear her voice shout
That's the typa shit to give me confidence to make it count
Only focused on the money give a fuck about the clout
Everybody go the same way, I took a different route
Hurt me deep when I found that my sister had a couple doubts
Ay, Hellcats, they my typa cars
Fuck a therapist Imma just stick to spitting bars
I'm just trynna stack my money so it's almost it's touching mars
Hella pain even some eye contact with momma gets too hard
Where the fuck my father went I swear that nigga left me scarred
If I ever needed it I don't think that they'll take the charge
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
Ay, Bow
That's the sound nigga
I'm still fighting demons Imma shoot a couple rounds nigga
Most the people in my neighborhood be smoking pounds nigga
See me winning it's too late for you to come around nigga
Bro just promise me that you will never waste my time
Man I love just putting all my pain up in these fucking rhymes
Momma sat me down she told me son you better use your mind
Don't you worry momma Imma make sure the family shine
To the point where if they see that shit on camera they get blind
Cup of life they took a sip I think that Imma need a pint
Love the money when I saw it then I said I'll make you mine
I don't need me nothing else I just need me these dollar signs
Too much bank
Bank account be filling up no space inside
Love my niggas cause I know that if I need it they gon ride
Not a killer but that doesn't mean that you should fucking try
Heard them bullets cooking niggas up I think it's time to fry
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
(Grrrr) Ay, what now nigga? What the fuck you want from me?
I need all my money blue that doesn't mean I won't take green
Money spilling out my pockets I'm about to rip these jeans
Steady ballin everyday can you not see that it's my dream?
Family, basketball, and money I swear that those are my theme
If a nigga saw me daily he would say I'm pushing P
To be honest I don't even know what the fuck that shit mean
But I say it anyways I think it means I'm getting cheese
Saw my niggas chase him down and couldn't even find his knees
Court case, man I swear that I'm not even finna speak
You a bad nigga, you sad nigga, you a bitch
You the typa nigga that I know got bullied as a kid
Oh well I don't care, cause I know that I'll get rich
Feeling bad for that nigga he can't even feed his kids
If I remember this shit right I think my nigga fucked his bitch
Who knows? I don't even think that it's that nigga kid
Damn, Z
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
Missing them, missing them badly
Shawty out here wishing that she had me
I'm just paper stacking Imma take care of my family
Playing AAU I'm trynna get this hooper clarity
"I'm that nigga", but I only say that shit sincerely
Bronem he a easy pick, we take him out
Momma crying at me I can still hear her voice shout
That's the typa shit to give me confidence to make it count
Only focused on the money give a fuck about the clout
Everybody go the same way, I took a different route
Hurt me deep when I found that my sister had a couple doubts
Ay, Hellcats, they my typa cars
Fuck a therapist Imma just stick to spitting bars
I'm just trynna stack my money so it's almost it's touching mars
Hella pain even some eye contact with momma gets too hard
Where the fuck my father went I swear that nigga left me scarred
If I ever needed it I don't think that they'll take the charge
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
Ay, Bow
That's the sound nigga
I'm still fighting demons Imma shoot a couple rounds nigga
Most the people in my neighborhood be smoking pounds nigga
See me winning it's too late for you to come around nigga
Bro just promise me that you will never waste my time
Man I love just putting all my pain up in these fucking rhymes
Momma sat me down she told me son you better use your mind
Don't you worry momma Imma make sure the family shine
To the point where if they see that shit on camera they get blind
Cup of life they took a sip I think that Imma need a pint
Love the money when I saw it then I said I'll make you mine
I don't need me nothing else I just need me these dollar signs
Too much bank
Bank account be filling up no space inside
Love my niggas cause I know that if I need it they gon ride
Not a killer but that doesn't mean that you should fucking try
Heard them bullets cooking niggas up I think it's time to fry
The place I'm from they treating us like it's a charity
This shit from the heart and I'm just wishing that y'all hearing me
Ain't got much feelings man I put that shit on foenem
Got some niggas dying man wish I could've saved them
(Grrrr) Ay, what now nigga? What the fuck you want from me?
I need all my money blue that doesn't mean I won't take green
Money spilling out my pockets I'm about to rip these jeans
Steady ballin everyday can you not see that it's my dream?
Family, basketball, and money I swear that those are my theme
If a nigga saw me daily he would say I'm pushing P
To be honest I don't even know what the fuck that shit mean
But I say it anyways I think it means I'm getting cheese
Saw my niggas chase him down and couldn't even find his knees
Court case, man I swear that I'm not even finna speak
You a bad nigga, you sad nigga, you a bitch
You the typa nigga that I know got bullied as a kid
Oh well I don't care, cause I know that I'll get rich
Feeling bad for that nigga he can't even feed his kids
If I remember this shit right I think my nigga fucked his bitch
Who knows? I don't even think that it's that nigga kid
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Writer(s): Lucas Darboe
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