My Niggaz

I was stressin' over small things, I got richer
But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger
Material things you can't take it when you die, nigga
So jump, fly, nigga
For all the shit we couldn't afford and couldn't buy, nigga
Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya
I'ma ride with you, hustle, grind with you, ball
I'ma shine with you, smoke, vibe with you, roll
I'ma ride with you, thug, I'm dying with you, I love my nigga
I was about to hit the strip club and make it rain
But I hooked my partner who in jail up with that chain
Easy to love me when I'm up
But love me when a nigga ain't offer you shit
And never dirty make my homie pillow talkin' n shit
Ask him about my brother's keeper
Fuck this money, fuck them people
Ain't no big guy, lil' you, nigga, we equal
If what I gotta do is follow you or be the leader
What I learned, I'ma teach it til everybody eatin too
I used to ride with my nigga, get high with my nigga
Like brothers, his mama died, I swear I cried with my nigga
Close my eyes and I remember all the times
Of smokin' weed and drinkin' liquor, fuckin' bitches, takin' pictures
Don't trip, just pray you up there with the angels
The Lord is my shield and my sword, but I still keep a banger
Forever bring your name up, how we fell off, how we came up
How you never switch the change up, not once, nigga
It's hard to focus on your life when shit keep rearrangin'
I guess these niggas played the closet, how these niggas changin'
I see my nigga goin' through it, I got in there with him
No matter what he facin', keep it solid, I ain't gon' quit him
Anybody go against you, I'm gon' be right by your side
Fuck the prize, jail or hell, crank it up and I'm gon' ride
I remember they said it was over, went to count it out
Shit ain't happen, they get in our way, they gon' get routed out
I was stressin' over small things, I got richer
But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger
Material things you can't take it when you die, nigga
So jump, fly, nigga
For all the shit we couldn't afford And couldn't buy, nigga
Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya
I'ma ride with you, hustle, grind with you, ball
I'ma shine with you, smoke, vibe with you, roll
I'ma ride with you, thug, I'm dying with you, I love my nigga
I know I gotta habbit from livin' worse to livin' lavish
And I still can't trust no nigga that's broken promises from daddy
I'm still out here tryin' to get it, I never cared if it get tragic
Them boys beef like ain't no cable
They known to bring them niggas static
And I be outside sippin' champagne to try to heal the champ's pain
Turn my L's into lessons, I had to learn to charge for free games
Had to walk it like I talked it, turned the money to my nickname
My brother died a real nigga, I'm gon' die the same way
I got more love for the hood than my goddamn self
Came up all alone but still reach back and helped
I see niggas take they last breath and they ain't shed a tear
I get numb when I think about the way that we live
Cut my heart full of pain and my story full of struggle
I done lost niggas from the sandbox we was thuggin'
And they wonder why I keep that fire on me all in public
And why the fuck not ball when a nigga come from nothin'
I was stressin' over small things and I got richer
But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger
Material things you can't take it when you die, nigga
So jump, fly, nigga
For all the shit we couldn't afford and couldn't buy, nigga
Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya, I'ma ride with ya
Hustle, grind with ya, ball, and shine with ya
Smoke, vibe with ya, roll, I'ma ride with ya
I'm dyin with ya, I love my nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Cal Wayne Killa, Frazier Othel Thompson Iii, Jackboy Dee, Mykeah Pickett, Ramish Damone Johnson
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