Texty
I gotta keep my head high
Plug better keep that price low
This life is a gamble be careful how the dice roll
When looking at that time the hardest nicca might fold
So I'm just solo
So its just me
Gotta spend some time just to love on me
Aint no second guessing counting this money
Remember i was in grade school you was being funny
Talking bout you served my dad knowing he junky
Looking at you failed on life you ah flunky
Cut ya ego if you think you above me
Hater think im lucky
The real know i grind
Ima sun child boy you cant stop my shine
I'll still see through the fake shit if I was blind
Test my humble nature turn this bitch to Columbine
All my gz riding with me you better look alive
I dont do this for myself I do it for my pride
We all going to eat cause that's what a tribe does
You cannot define me I just trust me instincts
That's has always guided me
Why these niccas hate is beside me
Bad bitch beside me
Everything in life happens with perfect timing
Gotta put that time in
On a pussy nicca diet
Beat the pussy like a riot
Tryna live like the mayans
To my niccas I'm a lion
To them co s I'm defiant
To this beat I ain't trying
I'm different I can pull up on a lime
And a bad bitch glide
With the bantu knots
We only need two shots
Bumping Tupac
She a nine ima nine that's two glocks
These nicca be tripping like flip flops
I cant switch up on myself no pit stops
And it just keeps going
Going
The world keeps going
The world keeps going
Writer(s): Natasha Lawson
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