SOMETIMES.

It was just an occasion to say
World, here we are
And were special & different

Sometimes I feel that weight, yeah it get heavy
Ain't no pressure tho, I shrug it off, get back up in the ready
For them blue nights, I was walking through the game just like it's belly
Bet a dub on it, we gone see the top is y'all ready?
Hundred plays, a hundred ways, I got a hundred days
Put some shit on the road, I'm out here running thangs
From Eastside to the north side when I pop out
Niggas don't like the way I'm stepping fuck em better watch out
Sometimes I often wanna tell y'all what I'm feeling
But speaking my mind gone turn nigga to a villain
It get harder everyday to stay afloat but I'm still swimming
Know I'm coming trim it's a must that I keep it pimping
Boy I'm one of them you can't tell by the way I'm living
I stay lowkey, if you don't know then we ain't cliquing
Let my bro speak, he get your hoe weak, I'm finna dish it
This real life baby, lemme show you how we get it

Can't do falling off I skate the beat I'm on my pivot
Frog niggas jumping ship on the gang I'm punching tickets
Smoking big za, on my Popeye I'm rolling spinach
Feel just like Ja, niggas shooting check the percentage
They gon' feel the vibe, talking Texas to out in Venice
Once I get this passport, I'm euro-stepping some different
Bro it's crunch time, know we major, I'm on a mission
Buzzing like cicadas, when they dropping it's really crickets
Nigga sometimes I wanna tell you how I'm feeling
When a hater stay talking, that often ain't worth a mention tho
Too focused on this bread and butter like a dinner roll
On a run like we finna go and hit the liquor store, yeah
Got my Modelo and I'm sipping slow
You got some friends and they tens, go head send em over
These niggas tweaking if they thinking this the pinnacle
Cause we ain't even peak yet, Reek how you feeling bro?

Feeling with my hands on my lady, she a centerfold
Center of the stage for the play, how you living though?
Still without a limit going up, 'bout the same as you
Live like it's pay-per-view, tell em what we came to do
Breaking news, niggas taking over feel like Jigga Man
They burnt a bridge too late for closure, I don't give a damn
Lil Irish goodbye, I had to step, but ain't no river dance
Summer lit, the way we running shit gon' need a sprinter van
Master Splinter, I be in the trenches with my niggas man
Tryna slime me leave you shell shocked, pay attention man
Standing on that- I'm a business, not a businessman
Get it off the fly way, niggas on they Peter Pan
Little engine could, wish you would, hoe I think I can
Really living good, got it hot they gon' need a fan
Get it understood, where I'm from we gon' bring it in
Make it take it, ball up top, you know we came to win



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Whitelow, Makhi Torres
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