Texty
Had to make a way, you **** so fake I was on the road to Richest , best believe im paid
I was in the trenches loadin' up the big K Ion even understand mistakes that I made
Had to make a way, you **** so fake I was on the road to Richest best believe I'm paid
I was in the trenches loadin' up the big K Ion even understand mistakes that I made
I'm the one who havin motion, they just wanna ride the wave
Makin' plays in exclusive J's, rockin' Cartier
I'm the one who put the food on the table and passed out plates
I don't understand these days, man, these **** so lame
Gone book me for a show, I spaz out, rock out on stage
All my **** dead and gone, my brother locked up in the cage
Judge gave him 40 years, the shit still hurt
Switch lanes in the grind mode I'm still workin
Posted on the block, the fiens know me, I'm still servin
Tryna score a number, 6 like I'm Julie Irving, but it still hurt me
Had to make a way, you **** so fake I was on the road to Richest, best believe I'm paid
I was in the trenches loadin' up the big K Ion even understand mistakes that I made
Had to make a way, you **** so fake I was on the road to Richest, best believe I'm paid
I was in the trenches loadin' up the big K Ion even understand mistakes that I made
Written by: DeAnthony Stewart