Ring the Alarm (feat. Avelino & Tiggs Da Author)

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NEW GEN

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Uh, I pay my dues with effort

I still lose count counting my blessings

Sold dubs at my gigs, pain is the essence

Now I'm making hits, taking them hits made me a weapon, uh

I never had a pot to piss in

Now I piss in a pot of gold and watch it glisten

In a race with my own race, that's not the mission

That's why I'd rather link Weston than cop a Smith n'

Every time my top was missing, um

I went missing

Came back and left the old me, my friends miss him

How am I gonna stay the same, tryna make a difference

Tryna make a living then make a killing and live killing, shit

I mind my business 'cause my minds on my businesses

Kicked outta business, study-study my businesses

It's kinda crucial what Mrs. Simmons did

I've got a way with words, a way with words 'cause I'm a lyricist

Momma needs a new stove, so I do stove

Coulda got sectioned, I had to do road

And now I've got some new dough, with a new flow

Couple diamonds, I can kill one bird with two stones

I used to wake up in the A.M.

Cold showers, while I hear my nana praying, amen

Counting money, watching Boondocks

Then I put it in my shoe box

Still tryna put my crew on

Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

Everybody run when the po-po come

All I see is a smoking gun

Whoa, oh, oh, hey, ey

Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

Everybody wanna be balling so

I'ma stay up till the morning comes

Whoa, oh, oh, hey, ey

How am I gonna sign a deal with ya, even deal with ya

If you don't deal with me properly, what's the deal with ya?

I was taught to be real with ya, so I'm real with ya

Though I'm in Tommy Hilfiger, still a real ****

Yeah, my plan A was my plan B

I only plan my A levels for my family

And now I'm with a bad bitch and some bad breed youths

Even though I can't change them, I can teach

The things we used to do for figures

Now I do one show and that's a new four figures

I can go forever and a few more minutes

I'm just tryna paint pictures I don't do this for the image

I do this for the broke ****

Yeah, not to lose a little hope

And it's over, they're some joke ****

I don't dodge my old women

'Cause if not, they're only gold diggers

When you dig for gold with your old ****

Shining from the ground up

We was grinding, told them mind their watch, 'cause it's timing

The top is like a D.M., I'ma slide in

And bring my people through

I've got pride in my lions, yeah

I used to wake up in the AM

Cold showers, while I hear my nana praying, amen

Counting money, watching Boondocks

Then I put it in my shoe box

Still tryna put my crew on

Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

Everybody run when the po-po come

All I see is a smoking gun

Whoa-oh-oh, hey-ey

Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

Everybody wanna be balling so

I'ma stay up till the morning comes

Whoa-oh-oh, hey-ey

Don't tell me 'bout no hard knock life

When you've had a good dream, the alarm's not nice

Heart on my sleeve but my garms weren't nice

I would talk to myself and ask for advice, like

How am I gonna get this dough?

And what's really worth my time?

Do I say yes or no?

Do I let shit slide or do I get involved?

And everything changed when I went with the flow

I used to wake up in the A.M.

Cold showers, while I hear my nana praying, amen

Counting money, watching Boondocks

Then I put it in my shoe box

Still tryna put my crew on

Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

Everybody run when the po-po come

All I see is a smoking gun

Whoa, oh, oh, hey, ey