Stay dangerous

Shit, tell you can turn the music up a little bit
Yeah, mistakes from the past but you can erase the shit
Get out the game and try escape the shit
Look around the game changing quick

So stay dangerous
I was moving too fast I guess I grew up quick
Gotta watch the same niggas that you grew up with
Think it happened overnight just like I blew up quick

Selling dime for five man that's a New York Nick
Well I'm dimes turn to twenties, twenties turn to thirties, thirties turn to forty
That's round the time old started recording me
Shit I do is really start to warm me

Said I know you got them bars but Jiggy what about your story
So I gave him poem one and two back to back
Told him I was fully goaded nigga right after that
Shit, where I'm from we grow accustomed to the trap

Got you posted in the trap with the roaches and the rats
And you selling A1 you got the smokers on your back
Shit, when that money coming fast you gotta focus on your stacks
Yeah, one band after another band

Shoebox money put that money in the rubber band
Shit, thinking like am I being greedy
Second thought was like damn my fan really need me
But anyway I had to balance it out

This for the niggas that done counted me out
Without a reasonable doubt
Well I think it's time for me to really show niggas
Young niggas, old niggas, rich niggas, broke niggas

Look around the game, change it quick
So stay dangerous
Trust no man when I first entered the game
We might have had the same vision but we ain't pennant the same

And you're so dry I can tell you never been in the rain
How you drug rapping can tell you never been in the game nigga
Mistakes from your past wish you could erase the shit
Times you got caught and you wish you got away with it

Try and get out the game and try and escape the shit
It's hard for you once you get your first taste of it
Money got you just addicted as a fiend
Getting chicken as a teen, got you whipping in the bean

Pockets on full they can't fit up in your jeans
Shit is getting real they popping pills and sipping lean
Yeah, lil homies ready to drill some
He on perky on E so he don't feel nothing

Looking back on his life he could have been more
He make a whirlpool every time he turn on his general
I studied the game, I studied the greats
Had to separate the real from the fake

And the friends from the foe
Gotta watch how you spinning your dough
Do the type niggas into the stove
Mistakes from your past wish you could erase the shit

Times you got caught and you wish you got away with it
Try and get out the game and try and escape the shit
You would try and get out the game and try and escape the shit



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Jermon
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