Tear drops
They say "my mama ain't getting paid"
We got money on the way
I'd be lying if I said "I was okay"
No shootin' ties, but I hope we gon' be straight
I need some time just to try to get this pap'
Tear-drops, rollin' down my face
I can't give up, i'm tryna win this race
I'd be lying if I said "I was okay"
No shootin' ties, but I hope we gon' be straight
Aye, I hope we straight
All my brothers movin' different they leave stains
I put my all into this shit, I got a chain
These niggas can't fuck with me
'cause they be some lames
I'm ballin' hard like my last name James
Bitches speakin' on me, talkin' on my name
And if I had to choose, I'd choose a plain Jane
And it's not what you see, I can explain
And if I give you my heart, baby, don't do me dirty
I be gettin' busy with Glizzy's and 30's
Stack this shit to the ceiling until I'm 30
Hit him wit' a 40, now he gettin' sturdy
Told my mama "I'm sorry, I play with birdies"
Caught A case, I told my mama "not to worry", yeah, not to worry
I'm still traumatized by demons
Niggas out here lookin' for em', nigga, I ain't seen 'em
(I ain't seen 'em) Told my brother get rich without tryin', that's a meanin'
(And that a meanin') I been out here poppin' all these percs, I feel like demons
I been runnin' up that paper, so this that money talk
I been really out here chasin', so I can't fuck it up
Once you get to the top, it's a hundred millions, baby
A hundred million I hope you don't be needin' me when you by yourself
I need some new pockets, cause I can fortune tell
Cause I can fortune tell
I hope you still lovin' me when I need some help
Ayy, I need some help
Got this Glock up on me and my Louie belt
My brother locked up, but trust he gon' prevail
We smokin' gas, man, I know that you can smell
I'm prayin' to my mother, hope she doin' well
Like Ken Carson, got my bitch from outta Yale
I stay up in my crib like this shit's a shell
Damn, and we throwin' up the Dell
Tryna get this money and make a sale
You so federal, my nigga, you gon' tell
They takin' L's, but a young nigga fell
Ayy, but a young nigga fell
We got money on the way
I'd be lying if I said "I was okay"
No shootin' ties, but I hope we gon' be straight
I need some time just to try to get this pap'
Tear-drops, rollin' down my face
I can't give up, i'm tryna win this race
I'd be lying if I said "I was okay"
No shootin' ties, but I hope we gon' be straight
Aye, I hope we straight
All my brothers movin' different they leave stains
I put my all into this shit, I got a chain
These niggas can't fuck with me
'cause they be some lames
I'm ballin' hard like my last name James
Bitches speakin' on me, talkin' on my name
And if I had to choose, I'd choose a plain Jane
And it's not what you see, I can explain
And if I give you my heart, baby, don't do me dirty
I be gettin' busy with Glizzy's and 30's
Stack this shit to the ceiling until I'm 30
Hit him wit' a 40, now he gettin' sturdy
Told my mama "I'm sorry, I play with birdies"
Caught A case, I told my mama "not to worry", yeah, not to worry
I'm still traumatized by demons
Niggas out here lookin' for em', nigga, I ain't seen 'em
(I ain't seen 'em) Told my brother get rich without tryin', that's a meanin'
(And that a meanin') I been out here poppin' all these percs, I feel like demons
I been runnin' up that paper, so this that money talk
I been really out here chasin', so I can't fuck it up
Once you get to the top, it's a hundred millions, baby
A hundred million I hope you don't be needin' me when you by yourself
I need some new pockets, cause I can fortune tell
Cause I can fortune tell
I hope you still lovin' me when I need some help
Ayy, I need some help
Got this Glock up on me and my Louie belt
My brother locked up, but trust he gon' prevail
We smokin' gas, man, I know that you can smell
I'm prayin' to my mother, hope she doin' well
Like Ken Carson, got my bitch from outta Yale
I stay up in my crib like this shit's a shell
Damn, and we throwin' up the Dell
Tryna get this money and make a sale
You so federal, my nigga, you gon' tell
They takin' L's, but a young nigga fell
Ayy, but a young nigga fell
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Writer(s): Nadir Woodall
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