Ya ya
Hand on my heart just protecting what is yours
(it's your heart baby)
Please protect it when its yours
She praying Im never on tour
But bread is what I want
I NEED THAT MONEY
Im like Nipsey Hussle mixed with Ray Dalio
I walk with principles to watch the culture grow
This about the game and what it needs
Talking pain points
But really know my reign is so supreme
Im on
Vessel in disguise my brother
Know Im praying to the skies keep your ties my brother
Seen a lot things here a lot of lies my brother
Never try to play the teachers ill advised my brother
No surprise my brother
Been around that
(Right?)
No Careem used to bag it in the brown bag
Used to hold it down really when it's down bad
Now I let it loose put it all on the soundtrack
Ay
كلام كبير حبيب
عندي مصير عريض
عندي صديق صديق
THAT'S ARABIC
No I don't go play with these
I hold it down with these
I hold the game deceased
Ay
They ain't trip bout it
Do my thing run the game how I get bout it
Hold the stones if I ever let the chips bout it
Hold it all to the grave if my clique bout it
If my wrist bout it
Ay
