00:00Niggas been counting me up, I'm counting my bullets, I'm loading my clips, I'm writing down names, I'm making a list, I'm checking it twice and I'm getting them hit, the real ones ain't dying, the fake ones is lit, the game is off balance, I'm back on my shit, the bitly is dirty, my sneakers is dirty, but that's how I like it, you all on my dick.
00:30I'm all in my bag, as hard as it get, I do not throw powder, I might take a sip, I might hit the pump, but I'm liable to trip, I ain't popping no pill, but you do as you wish, I roll with some fiends, I love them to death, I got a few mil, but not all of them bitch, what good is the bread, if my niggas is broke, what good is first class, if my niggas ain't sick.
00:46There were a lot of things, there's lies, whoa, you
01:04I've heard his songs, I've heard his songs
01:06I'm ironic, I don't know how to make my hands
01:08I know who is with me
01:10I'm standing in my room
01:12I'll jump up, I'll die
01:14When you die, you'll die
01:16I'm in the middle of two generations
01:18I'm little grown, big bro all of guns
01:20Just left the lap with him 21-7s
01:22I'm bout to go on me, jigger for lunch
01:24Had a long talk with a young nigga Kodak
01:26Reminded me of young niggas from fear
01:28Straight out the project, no thinking, just honest
01:30I wish that he had more guidance for real
01:32Like a little chair, spending their birthdays inside of a cell
01:34We coming from a long bloodline of drama
01:36We raised by our mommas, oh we got a heal
01:38We hurting our sisters, the babies is real
01:40We killing our brothers, they poison the well
01:42Distort our self-image, we settle the fair
01:44I'mma make sure that the real gon prevail
01:46Wake off, I'm a shabeta, wake off, I just make coffee
01:48I'm just all I made some fake, coffee
01:50Make profit, you keep all the life is what you make, coffee
01:52Take off, I know some me, dad, I be hating me for those sake
01:54After the death of my son, I'm a son, I'm a son
01:56I'm a son, I'm a son, I'm a son
01:58I'm a son, I'm a son, I'm a son
02:00I'm a son, I'm a son
02:02I say, I'm a son, I'm a son
02:04I'm a son, I'm a son
02:06And in the woods, you're a son
02:08And there's no puns on a cup
02:10And I just ignore hate
02:12I just value the love
02:13I got my value up
02:15For my friends, I'm a son
02:16And my value is up
02:18I just poured something in my cup
02:21I've been wanting something I can feel
02:25Promise I am never letting up
02:29Money in your bum, don't make it real
02:33Put it as on it, nigga, I got it stuck
02:36I'ma give them something they can feel
02:41If it ain't about to sweat, I don't give a fuck
02:44It's a little bit, don't make it real
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