Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmere Tylon
Jahmere Tylon
Composer
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Producer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escaping death like he avoiding me
It was in my head and I tripped every time them voices speak
Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me
[Verse 2]
I'm so post traumatic (Stressed)
Yes, I'm 'posed to have it (Yes)
Gotta stay close to ratchet
'Cause bro'nem died when they ain't have it
September 3rd I lost a savage (Max)
I been through a lot so I walk with a 'matic
Shawty nem gone go, they ain't talking about it
Lay on the house, we one up on whoever walk out that ****
I been No-Limit, I'm 'bout it 'bout it
Go like I'm ****, I doubt it (Uh huh)
Walking on hits, we was scouting, routing
You see 4-7 then shout it (4-7)
But when I got some money, ain't stop wildin'
Running it up, it's a lot piling
Running these streets, I got mileage
That's bro mama car, but he hopped out it
My new life ain't violent tho
Chrome & Hearts I'm stylin'
Paid some m's in taxes, but made a lot, so **** it, I filed it
Made some m's, changed my surroundings then I bought some diamonds, ay
I ain't gotta ride up Stony no more to be on a island
[Verse 3]
Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin' death like he avoiding me
It was in my head and I tripped every time them voices speak
Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me
[Verse 4]
Shots fired again like last night
Back out on the 8 block, you damn right
Age of 14, I was playing with pipes
We at war now, made an attempt on my man's life
New to this ****, gotta play it right
Whoever tote the pipe, gotta stay in sight
Get caught sacrifice, stay and fight
Everybody know gotta pay a price
Gotta get high, get my head right
How the **** you sleep? You ain't seein' faces every night
And who want life doing fed time?
It's already hard tryna see my little mans now
Show like thirty, forty grand now
Missed fifty of 'em, how you still got your hand out?
Tryna execute what I planned out
Humble with the sack, probably why I never ran out
Basketball courts got fanned down
Next thing you know, it's a man down
**** I was on the court with playin ball with got killed, probably why I don't play around
**** I was growing up with, real savage, kill shit, don't run, they'll stay around
I'm from 79th, I'm from Terror Town
I don't wanna fight, I'ma spray a round
[Verse 5]
Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escaping death like he avoiding me
It was in my head and I tripped every time them voices speak
Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me
[Verse 6]
No matter what, when it get rough, can't let that **** break you
When you face real reality, it's hard to shake the truth
You only real as them circumstances that make you
Seem like they hate on you for everything that they can't do
Growing up it was just hoop dreams and AAU
Now it's county visits and burials while they take you
So, let me guess, your homie's dead and you caught cases too
Still paranoid from all the wars 'cause every day they shoot
Can't believe it when you get that news, you wish that **** ain't true
Them soldiers mamas breaking down, they took away my troops
Want my **** red for all my blooders when they paint my coupe
I'm Gucci Gang, that's how we bleeding, but I ain't Piru
[Verse 7]
Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escaping death like he avoiding me
It was in my head and I tripped every time them voices speak
Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me
Written by: Herbert Wright, Jahmere Maurice Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
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