I'm Straight
Yeah
Yeah, ay
I could finally see the light, it was dark, I was stressed
And now I'm wakin' up, thankin' the Lord for my blessings
My niggas highly respected, our energy all connected
I'm publicly gettin' cheddar, but making more off the record, I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Where you niggas from? Where it popped off? (Where it pop off?)
These niggas rats for real, they should drive a cop car (for real)
Thought he was top dawg, 'til he took his top loss
Playin' like a big boss, that'll get you picked off (for real)
I was promised land I need my acres like I'm Rick Ross
Ours come straight drop, you the type to get ripped off
Shoutout to my ex bitch, I wonder what her friends think
Let her count a half a ticket, that'll make her friends stay
Met her on a Monday, cut her off Wednesday
Dropped her off, G-Wagon, it was just a Benz day
Huh, for real though
And you ain't gotta worry 'bout me, dawg
Life great (that shit great, man)
For real (can't complain)
So much money in the crib, make it hard for us to live
Gotta find somewhere to stash it, money all in the cabinets, we straight
For real
People be playin' roles and you know how that go
Put my trust in you motherfuckers, dawg
I'm havin' talks with my son and strengthin' up our bond
Wish Granny could hug my daughter and make me cry every time
Brooklyn, Gary and Bronx, y'all can have every dime
For y'all, there's no hesitation, I put my life on the line
Teach the girls to be women, teach my son to be wise
It's not about who the toughest, it's all about who survive
You gotta just see the signs and read between the lines
You only live one time, it's all 'bout what you decide
I was in the nosebleeds, now I got floor seats
Penthouse and a high-rise, we can see the whole street
I just made 250, took me like four weeks
Better hit it more than four times or they might OD (for real)
Many streets dead and I gotta stay lowkey (for real)
I don't be around niggas, that'll have 'em on me
I don't want none of you niggas as my co-de
'Round, 'round one deep, makin' plays, OT
Nigga, I'm straight (nah, for real)
For real though
Ayy, my nigga say he fucked up, wanna go get his gun
I told him he should just chill, it first rained and the sun just wait
Just wait you nigga, for real
Ayy, they say it ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun
Gotta get it out the mud, turn tenths into tons, I'm straight (I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight)
Yeah, nigga, I'm straight
Ayy, and my life great, amen
Thank you, Lord, you know
We out
You can fade it out
Yeah, ay
I could finally see the light, it was dark, I was stressed
And now I'm wakin' up, thankin' the Lord for my blessings
My niggas highly respected, our energy all connected
I'm publicly gettin' cheddar, but making more off the record, I'm blessed (I'm blessed)
Where you niggas from? Where it popped off? (Where it pop off?)
These niggas rats for real, they should drive a cop car (for real)
Thought he was top dawg, 'til he took his top loss
Playin' like a big boss, that'll get you picked off (for real)
I was promised land I need my acres like I'm Rick Ross
Ours come straight drop, you the type to get ripped off
Shoutout to my ex bitch, I wonder what her friends think
Let her count a half a ticket, that'll make her friends stay
Met her on a Monday, cut her off Wednesday
Dropped her off, G-Wagon, it was just a Benz day
Huh, for real though
And you ain't gotta worry 'bout me, dawg
Life great (that shit great, man)
For real (can't complain)
So much money in the crib, make it hard for us to live
Gotta find somewhere to stash it, money all in the cabinets, we straight
For real
People be playin' roles and you know how that go
Put my trust in you motherfuckers, dawg
I'm havin' talks with my son and strengthin' up our bond
Wish Granny could hug my daughter and make me cry every time
Brooklyn, Gary and Bronx, y'all can have every dime
For y'all, there's no hesitation, I put my life on the line
Teach the girls to be women, teach my son to be wise
It's not about who the toughest, it's all about who survive
You gotta just see the signs and read between the lines
You only live one time, it's all 'bout what you decide
I was in the nosebleeds, now I got floor seats
Penthouse and a high-rise, we can see the whole street
I just made 250, took me like four weeks
Better hit it more than four times or they might OD (for real)
Many streets dead and I gotta stay lowkey (for real)
I don't be around niggas, that'll have 'em on me
I don't want none of you niggas as my co-de
'Round, 'round one deep, makin' plays, OT
Nigga, I'm straight (nah, for real)
For real though
Ayy, my nigga say he fucked up, wanna go get his gun
I told him he should just chill, it first rained and the sun just wait
Just wait you nigga, for real
Ayy, they say it ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun
Gotta get it out the mud, turn tenths into tons, I'm straight (I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight)
Yeah, nigga, I'm straight
Ayy, and my life great, amen
Thank you, Lord, you know
We out
You can fade it out
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Writer(s): Gary Thomas, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons
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