The Stray
Just saying, nigga I'm sain
I'm grown, shit will never be the same
Coz everytime a nigga lose, I'm the one to blame
Never close to the rim, I shoot from a range
I'm really him I'm really him
Throu' the pressure young nigga I stay firm
It all for the family, street are cold but I can't chill
And I'm real but sometimes I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
I guess I been popping pill
And I'll never switch on my dog I guess it's part of being real
Gatta stand on all ten you gatta deal what you deal
Ain't no dinner bell gatta get some to eat ahhh
We going harder and you know we going harder than harder
With some shades and a stick I felt like harry potter
Hands on the wall and we climbing we don't need no ladder
Keen on getting W's that my favourite letter
Really tryna move, ain't tryna waste no time
Bitches and niggas tryna get to me tryna fumble my grind
When you down look around you know who's on your side
It's the dream vs reality amh
I'm the stray no leash, I guess I'm back on my ways
Gatta hunt em down forever so keep up the pase
Keep my family keep my soul down care what the streets might take
Tell em niggas who folded on me I'm still the guy I will never change
Guess I'm really the stray, and I do what I do
I do what I do
Guess I'm really the stray ouhh
I'm grown, shit will never be the same
Coz everytime a nigga lose, I'm the one to blame
Never close to the rim, I shoot from a range
I'm really him I'm really him
Throu' the pressure young nigga I stay firm
It all for the family, street are cold but I can't chill
And I'm real but sometimes I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
I guess I been popping pill
And I'll never switch on my dog I guess it's part of being real
Gatta stand on all ten you gatta deal what you deal
Ain't no dinner bell gatta get some to eat ahhh
We going harder and you know we going harder than harder
With some shades and a stick I felt like harry potter
Hands on the wall and we climbing we don't need no ladder
Keen on getting W's that my favourite letter
Really tryna move, ain't tryna waste no time
Bitches and niggas tryna get to me tryna fumble my grind
When you down look around you know who's on your side
It's the dream vs reality amh
I'm the stray no leash, I guess I'm back on my ways
Gatta hunt em down forever so keep up the pase
Keep my family keep my soul down care what the streets might take
Tell em niggas who folded on me I'm still the guy I will never change
Guess I'm really the stray, and I do what I do
I do what I do
Guess I'm really the stray ouhh
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Writer(s): Andile Manda
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