Intro

We gon' get this shit
I had to get up
Tired of staying down
Yeah, either change or stay the same

Either way you gettin' paid
Wash my sins away with blood
Can't see the tears come off my face
Can't call you phone when you in heaven

So I'm talkin' to your grave
I tried to quit a hundred times
Can't let this talent go to waste
Prayin' for the best

I still be ready for the worst
Rapp in this booth, get out your feelings
Can't let go, I'm feelin' cursed
He said bro, get out your bag

Can't waste your time, go get it first
On my own, without a problem
Hopefully I make it work
Made a come up, shootin' dice

I like to rap when I'm alone
I tell lil bro, shut off the lights
Only way for me to cope
Is when I smoke, then I'm alright

All these tats up on my body
So they see me shinin' bright
She got mad, callin' my phone
So we had fucked and made it right

Never gave a bitch my heart
And when I do, it's what I like
I saw him gamble, lost it all
So he gon' gamble with his life

He gon' gamble
Either change or stay the same
Either way you gettin' paid
Wash my sins away with blood

Can't see the tears come off my face
Can't call you phone when you in heaven
So I'm talkin' to your grave
I tried to quit a hundred times

Can't let this talent go to waste
Prayin' for the best
I'll still be ready for the worst
Rap in this booth, get out your feelings

Can't let go, I'm feelin' cursed
He said, bro, get out your bag
Can't waste your time, go get it first
On my own without a problem

Hopefully I make it work
Looked at his right, he gave it up
He took the watch from off his right
Yeah, yeah

Took it right off off his right
Uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Myles Mclean
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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