Scales
I told bro you self made you already made it far
Been around the Cocaine, Percocet's, and fentanyl
Remember
Car hopin', now we hopin' out of ours
Ain't nobody held you down stab ya back they left us scarred
Through all that betrayal wounds heal I thank God
The money or the power say fuck it I want it all
Had to come up with a plan instead of always fucking raw
Damn
It seems I'm always fucking up
I see the fake in they eyes, snakes in disguise
Niggas switching sides though they said that they would ride
At 18 had a 9, my pockets what they eye
Now before I leave the crib I match my shoes with that iron
Lately I been stressin' I been trying to keep my head up
The devil in my thoughts my emotions just won't let up
The streets got me fed up, the Ds tried the set up
But me I know better than just changing up the sweater
Won't let em get under my skin
Feel like I'm dying just to live
It feel so hard to forgive
Bro you supposed to be my closest kin
Won't let em get under my skin
Feel like I'm dying just to live
It feel so hard to forgive
You supposed to be my closest kin
I kept my guard up it never failed
I tried so damn hard to keep this boat a sail
Under pressure ain't no way that I would fucking tell
Don't you bother naming prices my soul not for sale
I came up from walking round with a ounce of kale
Went from powder to a rock and that shit broke the scale
All my niggas graduated I ain't talkin Yale
And to my niggas doing time I hope you prevail
Been around the Cocaine, Percocet's, and fentanyl
Remember
Car hopin', now we hopin' out of ours
Ain't nobody held you down stab ya back they left us scarred
Through all that betrayal wounds heal I thank God
The money or the power say fuck it I want it all
Had to come up with a plan instead of always fucking raw
Damn
It seems I'm always fucking up
I see the fake in they eyes, snakes in disguise
Niggas switching sides though they said that they would ride
At 18 had a 9, my pockets what they eye
Now before I leave the crib I match my shoes with that iron
Lately I been stressin' I been trying to keep my head up
The devil in my thoughts my emotions just won't let up
The streets got me fed up, the Ds tried the set up
But me I know better than just changing up the sweater
Won't let em get under my skin
Feel like I'm dying just to live
It feel so hard to forgive
Bro you supposed to be my closest kin
Won't let em get under my skin
Feel like I'm dying just to live
It feel so hard to forgive
You supposed to be my closest kin
I kept my guard up it never failed
I tried so damn hard to keep this boat a sail
Under pressure ain't no way that I would fucking tell
Don't you bother naming prices my soul not for sale
I came up from walking round with a ounce of kale
Went from powder to a rock and that shit broke the scale
All my niggas graduated I ain't talkin Yale
And to my niggas doing time I hope you prevail
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Writer(s): Uriel Salgado
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