CIG$ & GUT$
Finally the pain gon' last forever?
No way!
Visions of your past gon' haunt you back for old sake
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Yeah
Back at the crib we smoke exotics and we talk about money
A couple snakes in the grass, but that shit ain't gonna stop me
This nigga different
He amazing, got no stupid gimmick
I tell my niggas "I'm gon' be one of the greatest innit?"
Burning flame
Niggas ain't be hesitating
Hoping for better days, trips to Tasmania
Beach on the weekend, no fucking pretense
Pulling down my little window pain and take a deep breath
No holding back, we done relaxing
We just keep it going, never hit the brakes
Made a couple frenemies
Yeah we made friends with lotta snakes
Too ambitious for the bread
I'll leave the raisins for the kids
Soaring higher than Icarus
Homie I got golden wings
Yeah
Finally the pain gon' last forever?
No way!
Visions of your past gon' haunt you back for old sake
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Purple lean, no popping perc on ma turf
You gon make no peace with the opps
You ain't gonna sleep on my watch
Better believe it or not (back for old sake)
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Woke up one morning decided to leave it all to God
I've had encounters that done left me feeling traumatized
But this feeling of anxiety can only weigh me down yeah
It's heavy on my head guess that's why i got the crown
You either stuck in the past
Panicking bout the future or you taking action in the present
Kidnapping is excessive everyday a person missing
So before I leave the crib i gotta ask him for protection
I been under his wing since the immaculate conception
I'm fucking up the game so i can penetrate through blessings
If God ain't want me to rap he wouldn't make it my talent
So if you say it can't blow up, then your statements ain't valid
My heart, got deep bruises use the music to express em
Fears is deep rooted I maneuver through the pressure
They say the toughest battles' to the suitable contestants
I know I'm weak at heart so iono what's gonna happen, next
No way!
Visions of your past gon' haunt you back for old sake
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Yeah
Back at the crib we smoke exotics and we talk about money
A couple snakes in the grass, but that shit ain't gonna stop me
This nigga different
He amazing, got no stupid gimmick
I tell my niggas "I'm gon' be one of the greatest innit?"
Burning flame
Niggas ain't be hesitating
Hoping for better days, trips to Tasmania
Beach on the weekend, no fucking pretense
Pulling down my little window pain and take a deep breath
No holding back, we done relaxing
We just keep it going, never hit the brakes
Made a couple frenemies
Yeah we made friends with lotta snakes
Too ambitious for the bread
I'll leave the raisins for the kids
Soaring higher than Icarus
Homie I got golden wings
Yeah
Finally the pain gon' last forever?
No way!
Visions of your past gon' haunt you back for old sake
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Purple lean, no popping perc on ma turf
You gon make no peace with the opps
You ain't gonna sleep on my watch
Better believe it or not (back for old sake)
Thinking bout my family
I'd choose with no haste
Feelings off but cannabis
Make me feel okay
Woke up one morning decided to leave it all to God
I've had encounters that done left me feeling traumatized
But this feeling of anxiety can only weigh me down yeah
It's heavy on my head guess that's why i got the crown
You either stuck in the past
Panicking bout the future or you taking action in the present
Kidnapping is excessive everyday a person missing
So before I leave the crib i gotta ask him for protection
I been under his wing since the immaculate conception
I'm fucking up the game so i can penetrate through blessings
If God ain't want me to rap he wouldn't make it my talent
So if you say it can't blow up, then your statements ain't valid
My heart, got deep bruises use the music to express em
Fears is deep rooted I maneuver through the pressure
They say the toughest battles' to the suitable contestants
I know I'm weak at heart so iono what's gonna happen, next
Credits
Writer(s): Brighton Norbert Willa, David Woyengikuro Lari, Obi Chibuzor Anthony
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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