Lirik

I don't feel these niggas, like- All these niggas not worthy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING) I hold my gun more than I hold my son No way in hell you catch me without one I've been in war more than I've been in love We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up? If I lose now, I might as well never won If I stop now, I might not catch back up It ain't no catchin' us I'm in a fast car (fast), it's a demon (it's a demon) I've seen both sides of the fields, neither was greener Sittin' back, gettin' fire head from a thot, it make me leaner She was a dog bitch (was a dog), I tried to wean her (I tried to wean her) I turned my dog fit, he jammed the needle I'm servin' all mix (servin' all) like it's a clean one (like it's a clean one) I had to cut you off (cut you off), you made me weaker (made me weaker) But every player in the field gon' get they cleats stuck Like every nigga that get killed don't gon' meet Jesus We better not stop, you see them cops, these blicks illegal I'm doubled down when I'm in town, stick Desert Eagle (double down) My baby mama say I'm selfish and a cheater, I guess 'cause I hold my gun more than I hold my son No way in hell you catch me without one I've been in war more than I've been in love We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up? If I lose now, I might as well never won If I stop now, I might not catch back up It ain't no catchin' us Yeah, nah, hope you don't suffer from my sins when you get older Know most the shit I did, I stood on ten toes, never folded It's a fake smile on me, Joker, took a whole G6, I'm rolling Kill final close king cobra, I been doin' this shit for the longest I thought it was makin' me stronger, I got 'em, just make me an offer Every cross get thrown, I caught it, it really wasn't worth what it cost me The only way I see shit stoppin' is if Austin get out of his coffin If his water stop from his faucet, if a skeleton come from my closet Yeah, if I could just talk to my mama, if my trust fall out of his chopper Gave shrooms to the schools who knock us, how the news still say I'm a monster? It's a lose-lose playin' with popular, make a nigga whole hood play possum No boppin', not much of a talker, nigga, we walkers, get out, hawk 'em, white line, chalk 'em I hold my gun more than I hold my son No way in hell you catch me without one I've been in war more than I've been in love We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up? If I lose now, I might as well never won If I stop now, I might not catch back up It ain't no catchin' us
Writer(s): Brian Mitchell, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Ethan Hayes, George A. Stone Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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