Sacrifices
Well...
I'm in L.A. at a Laker game on court side- midfield, nigga
You still lame, I won't deal wit ya
Makin' music for the real nigga
Earned money, me no Hilfiger
Ask Donald Trump, I want his figures
He's 28, put a kick in him [?]
Rich Homie. No bitch in him
I've been diagnosed straight spittin' venom
You need bifocals just to see in it
Tent doggin' we smoke that [?]
I told my girlfriend that I'ma see women
If he snitchin'
You'll never see me wit' him
Cause I trick him
Like a motherfucking flea flicker
But I'm frying these niggas- no skillet
And I'm killing these niggas- no bullet
But my wrist all frozen [?] like a bald head
In the winter time with no skully
I'm handicapped
I need crutches
I'm leaning
Grab a box of them Dutches
Cause we gon' need them
When I'm on that syrup, they can't understand a thing I say
I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
That nobody ain't give me shit, I had to make a way
For my niggas and my crew
I don't know about you
And this shit I went through
I refuse to go through
Hey, to get where I'm at, it took sacrifices
And it ain't worth having if you don't sacrifice it
I'm at the top, they at the bottom where beginners lay
A sacrifice for my family I take any day
I go to court on his behalf, just to see her face
She killed my partner cold blood on that December day
And this is where I stay
And it don't need renovation
I think I'm going crazy
Like a mental patient
Give that ho a oscar
Cause she stay acting crazy
And I'm feeling myself (ha!)
Like a straitjacket, baby
Got these hundreds on me
I don't know which one to touch
All these bitches on me
I don't know which one to fuck
Before I can't identify my cup
And I'm authorized to stunt
When I'm on that syrup, they can't understand a thing I say
I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
That nobody ain't give me shit, I had to make a way
For my niggas and my crew
I don't know about you
And this shit I went through
I refuse to go through
Hey, to get where I'm at, it took sacrifices
And it ain't worth having if you don't sacrifice it
I'm in L.A. at a Laker game on court side- midfield, nigga
You still lame, I won't deal wit ya
Makin' music for the real nigga
Earned money, me no Hilfiger
Ask Donald Trump, I want his figures
He's 28, put a kick in him [?]
Rich Homie. No bitch in him
I've been diagnosed straight spittin' venom
You need bifocals just to see in it
Tent doggin' we smoke that [?]
I told my girlfriend that I'ma see women
If he snitchin'
You'll never see me wit' him
Cause I trick him
Like a motherfucking flea flicker
But I'm frying these niggas- no skillet
And I'm killing these niggas- no bullet
But my wrist all frozen [?] like a bald head
In the winter time with no skully
I'm handicapped
I need crutches
I'm leaning
Grab a box of them Dutches
Cause we gon' need them
When I'm on that syrup, they can't understand a thing I say
I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
That nobody ain't give me shit, I had to make a way
For my niggas and my crew
I don't know about you
And this shit I went through
I refuse to go through
Hey, to get where I'm at, it took sacrifices
And it ain't worth having if you don't sacrifice it
I'm at the top, they at the bottom where beginners lay
A sacrifice for my family I take any day
I go to court on his behalf, just to see her face
She killed my partner cold blood on that December day
And this is where I stay
And it don't need renovation
I think I'm going crazy
Like a mental patient
Give that ho a oscar
Cause she stay acting crazy
And I'm feeling myself (ha!)
Like a straitjacket, baby
Got these hundreds on me
I don't know which one to touch
All these bitches on me
I don't know which one to fuck
Before I can't identify my cup
And I'm authorized to stunt
When I'm on that syrup, they can't understand a thing I say
I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
That nobody ain't give me shit, I had to make a way
For my niggas and my crew
I don't know about you
And this shit I went through
I refuse to go through
Hey, to get where I'm at, it took sacrifices
And it ain't worth having if you don't sacrifice it
Credits
Writer(s): Dequantes Lamar, Christopher Settle, Matthew Settle
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