Draymond Green
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through where my Tommy gun
Momma always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Yeah I be tempted
Yeah I be livid
All because I live with tunnel vision
Niggas say I'm chosen cause they see the gifts I'm gifted
I'm thinkin' to myself, is it really worth the livin'
Or am I trippin'
Thoughts to myself, I just don't get it
Done playin' games for exchange of a penny
Now I'm takin' off and I swear this the beginning
Nigga ain't no stoppin', ain't no limit, ain't no endin
Nigga ain't no givin' up, best get out your feelings
Fuck it, I'ma do it by myself because I'm winnin
I can never switch up like you niggas switch for image
You niggas switchin' teams cause they threw your ass a pendant
Forever never signed, so I'm stayin' independent
Even if you hate what I say, you still gon' listen
Cause I'm speakin' truth so your soul is reminiscing
I do this for my brother who I'm raisin' like my children
I do this shit for the ones that bottle up they feelings
Man I do this shit for the ones the others treat it different
You niggas just don't get it
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob type nigga comin' through where my Tommy Gun
Momma always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Walk around I see no evil and need no people
All the guns, drugs illegal
Thinkin' bout my next move like this shit a sequel
Subtract don't equal
Screamin' out like fuck them people
They say a nigga talented
It's never bout the talent, it's maintaining and balancing
When I blow up I say the pain was my catalyst
Yeah that shit was challenging
Singing my intrusive thoughts with those in the audience
Now the refs they call a foul
That shit was wild
Driving to my goal in style
With gold as style
Click! Clack! Boom! Bapow!
Man I wish my dawg Luh Juvy had beat that trial
Man I wish my cousin Twin could've made it home
Forever gone
Just know that you was not alone
My grandma's soul was sent back to heaven's dome
For what unknown
Only God could ever know
Both my pops gone
Not dead but they rollin' stones
They hat they home
I swear to God they broke the code
Or broke my soul
Fuck it man I'm dead, unknown
I had to go ahead and switch it for my...
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through
Where my Tommy gun
Mama always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through
Where my Tommy gun
Mama always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Yeah
Yeah
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through where my Tommy gun
Momma always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Yeah I be tempted
Yeah I be livid
All because I live with tunnel vision
Niggas say I'm chosen cause they see the gifts I'm gifted
I'm thinkin' to myself, is it really worth the livin'
Or am I trippin'
Thoughts to myself, I just don't get it
Done playin' games for exchange of a penny
Now I'm takin' off and I swear this the beginning
Nigga ain't no stoppin', ain't no limit, ain't no endin
Nigga ain't no givin' up, best get out your feelings
Fuck it, I'ma do it by myself because I'm winnin
I can never switch up like you niggas switch for image
You niggas switchin' teams cause they threw your ass a pendant
Forever never signed, so I'm stayin' independent
Even if you hate what I say, you still gon' listen
Cause I'm speakin' truth so your soul is reminiscing
I do this for my brother who I'm raisin' like my children
I do this shit for the ones that bottle up they feelings
Man I do this shit for the ones the others treat it different
You niggas just don't get it
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob type nigga comin' through where my Tommy Gun
Momma always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Walk around I see no evil and need no people
All the guns, drugs illegal
Thinkin' bout my next move like this shit a sequel
Subtract don't equal
Screamin' out like fuck them people
They say a nigga talented
It's never bout the talent, it's maintaining and balancing
When I blow up I say the pain was my catalyst
Yeah that shit was challenging
Singing my intrusive thoughts with those in the audience
Now the refs they call a foul
That shit was wild
Driving to my goal in style
With gold as style
Click! Clack! Boom! Bapow!
Man I wish my dawg Luh Juvy had beat that trial
Man I wish my cousin Twin could've made it home
Forever gone
Just know that you was not alone
My grandma's soul was sent back to heaven's dome
For what unknown
Only God could ever know
Both my pops gone
Not dead but they rollin' stones
They hat they home
I swear to God they broke the code
Or broke my soul
Fuck it man I'm dead, unknown
I had to go ahead and switch it for my...
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through
Where my Tommy gun
Mama always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
Man I feel like Draymond
Punch a nigga lights out
If he wanna say sumn
Yeah I see the truth
All around like a Sharingan
Mob tied nigga comin' through
Where my Tommy gun
Mama always told me, "You ain't gotta worry son"
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Writer(s): Bryan Mitchell
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