Building
Scared money don't clock in
Name means balance
Got the peace and the toxins
OGS top five baby not top ten
And you know that
Okay we blasé to you honestly
Cause most you niggas be reminding me
That I'm exactly where I outta be
I called an audible
But somehow you ain't hear it audibly
We talking bout practice
Mumble when I talk
Probably why a nigga rapping
A.I got the pack flip it up like gymnastics
Simon Biles
Laissez-faire with hoes man
They so vile
Crossover
Can't go out like tech you know I'm street soulja
Double cup runneth over till it's over
Thought I told you that I need my medicine
All before I
Ever really got into the vice
Wasn't shit nice about how we living
Made it work from what was giving
Out here dying for a
Living
Just for a pot to piss in
Forgot the mission
Money, power corrupt the vision
Used to swear to me like god now it's fuck me
(Fuck me too)
You the ones my mama told me bout
Reason why my daddy took a different route
Hard headed apple didn't fall too far (I did)
Betted on myself now look here we are
The boy who lived, how I wear my scars
Name means balance
Got the peace and the toxins
OGS top five baby not top ten
And you know that
Okay we blasé to you honestly
Cause most you niggas be reminding me
That I'm exactly where I outta be
I called an audible
But somehow you ain't hear it audibly
We talking bout practice
Mumble when I talk
Probably why a nigga rapping
A.I got the pack flip it up like gymnastics
Simon Biles
Laissez-faire with hoes man
They so vile
Crossover
Can't go out like tech you know I'm street soulja
Double cup runneth over till it's over
Thought I told you that I need my medicine
All before I
Ever really got into the vice
Wasn't shit nice about how we living
Made it work from what was giving
Out here dying for a
Living
Just for a pot to piss in
Forgot the mission
Money, power corrupt the vision
Used to swear to me like god now it's fuck me
(Fuck me too)
You the ones my mama told me bout
Reason why my daddy took a different route
Hard headed apple didn't fall too far (I did)
Betted on myself now look here we are
The boy who lived, how I wear my scars
Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Owens
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