PLAIN PRIDE (feat. PHLEEZA)
I gotta stop fucking around, I swear
I be acting like we got time and shit
Niggas ain't got time for nothin yo
I swear to God
You could die any minute
And I'm out here playing with my life like
Who do you love
I ain't the one to be lovin
Cuz baby I come from the slums
Out of the mud
Muddy waters
Bitches know my order when I walk in the club
It's nothing to me
I need a beat or a pack
I'm looking for something to eat
You runnin' the streets
Better run with some heat
Or pray everyday you don't run into me
Or my bros
Takes one shot to go to hell
My vatos got hollows
Them taco shells
That fuck your stomach up
Nigga
Like some Taco Bell
I fuck this money up
Cuz I run it up
Til pot don't sell
I'm out in Old Vegas
Cruisin' to Nellis to pick a bag up
Put 'em out west with them killers
Let's see ya man cuff
Hit the Holland Tunnel in a Saturn with some pounds in it
I ain't getting money out the lick
I'm leaving rounds in it
We're leaving rounds
Gon' put you down
Straight to the ground
Seconds to live
Questioning whether I'm willing to give
Or living to die
How do I know how I'm living is right
I'm bout to blow
Still I'm willing to fight
Move for the show
Live for the light
Darkest will boast about harnessing life
Honestly, why?
I know that my soul can be taken away in the blink of an eye
Brink of divine
Smoke in my eyes
You're broke and you're tight
But you gon' get right
Too broken to notice what's wrong and that's fine
You're hopeless
Devoted
Keep faith in your pride
In your pride
Keep faith in your lies
It is what it is
Can't mistake the divine
Repaying the price
Cycles relived and you wondering why
Troubles recurring
Stay blind to the signs
Blind to the light
Put up a fight
All that for nothin
Cuz God gon rewind
Live til you learn
Or get sent to the skies
So bent out of shape
You're shapeshifting your prize
Shit
You better stop fucking around
You can die any day
And I'm out here playing with my life
I be acting like we got time and shit
Niggas ain't got time for nothin yo
I swear to God
You could die any minute
And I'm out here playing with my life like
Who do you love
I ain't the one to be lovin
Cuz baby I come from the slums
Out of the mud
Muddy waters
Bitches know my order when I walk in the club
It's nothing to me
I need a beat or a pack
I'm looking for something to eat
You runnin' the streets
Better run with some heat
Or pray everyday you don't run into me
Or my bros
Takes one shot to go to hell
My vatos got hollows
Them taco shells
That fuck your stomach up
Nigga
Like some Taco Bell
I fuck this money up
Cuz I run it up
Til pot don't sell
I'm out in Old Vegas
Cruisin' to Nellis to pick a bag up
Put 'em out west with them killers
Let's see ya man cuff
Hit the Holland Tunnel in a Saturn with some pounds in it
I ain't getting money out the lick
I'm leaving rounds in it
We're leaving rounds
Gon' put you down
Straight to the ground
Seconds to live
Questioning whether I'm willing to give
Or living to die
How do I know how I'm living is right
I'm bout to blow
Still I'm willing to fight
Move for the show
Live for the light
Darkest will boast about harnessing life
Honestly, why?
I know that my soul can be taken away in the blink of an eye
Brink of divine
Smoke in my eyes
You're broke and you're tight
But you gon' get right
Too broken to notice what's wrong and that's fine
You're hopeless
Devoted
Keep faith in your pride
In your pride
Keep faith in your lies
It is what it is
Can't mistake the divine
Repaying the price
Cycles relived and you wondering why
Troubles recurring
Stay blind to the signs
Blind to the light
Put up a fight
All that for nothin
Cuz God gon rewind
Live til you learn
Or get sent to the skies
So bent out of shape
You're shapeshifting your prize
Shit
You better stop fucking around
You can die any day
And I'm out here playing with my life
Credits
Writer(s): Bryanna Sandoval
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