Letra
If I knew then wat I know now
Shxt will be different
Stay N on my pivot make N different
Decisions
Old me didn’t get it had to learn
The hard way
In and out the streets from sleeping
In the hallways
Yea I lived the wrong way wake N up
In cold sweats coming from a dark place
Feeling like I’m rod wave
Trust N people that you call family
They all fake
Smile N in your face . . Behind your
Back they all snakes
So I move different everything is
Calculated
Trying not to beat myself up like
I master-bated
Took a lot of losses couldn’t keep me
Down
Hit after hit got up every single
Round
So I move in silence underground king
Of a family keep it quite **** get
Indicted
Back 2 back smoking paper planes
I’m the pilot
**** sending smoke in the air
It’s a riot
Chorus
Life like a movie everybody around me gotta part
Keep the dog on me since everybody wanna
Bark
I’m Sosa kill N tony everybody act N
Like Stark
Speak N homicides on these songs
Now the reaper up
Got so many stains on my top I
Ain’t grieve enough
Head of 3 families at the table I
Ain’t eat enough
Wifey by my side like my hands
Keep the heater tuck
Can’t go to church right now
Afraid of being judged
Now I gotta be a dik . .been piss N
On the game
Everyday I wake up dirt thrown on
My name
Im Different from other **** like my
Name Django
Wen it rains it pours got **** reading
Rainbows
Mob N like I’m Kennedy . . Only thing different . . is have N more enemy’s .
I had to make history
Im tired of this fake shxt living in the matrix . . mind sharper then
The blades you cut with filet fish
Chorus
I be with them **** that’s gonna
Shoot first
Have your family sing N melodies
Like a new verse
Hate the new love so I guess that’s why
The truth hurts
Gave **** Red Bull options .
X Your name out on the list . . Barnard hopskins
Wen I’m talking to alIah I hear
My angels speaking
I got shit N on by people who
Needed me
Since my daughter got murdered I
Kant cope
I been step N all through the mud with a
Rain coat
Still traumatized on what I seen
In life
Baby mother killed our daughter .
That was posed to be my wife
I Don’t want no sympathy recognized
Who here for me
Built for anything understand that
Was meant for me
Shxt I don’t talk about . . if I call you
My brother . . you stamp ain’t no fallen out ..
Did shxt for my own sake . . I’m on one . . Thank me later like the old drake
When I’m done . . GABOS
Written by: Anthony Fields