Lyrics

Groovin', I'm vibin Cruisin, yeah I'm ridin Through my city, betta get your hands high and Keep your head bobbin', homie I'm a problem I'mma really be there for the people that support me Still come around and smoke diesel with the homies Yeah, I'll still get it in the club Except this time, we'll sippin' on bub, uh When I said I'd make it, they all trusted me They was patient, now we living lovely Gettin' wasted, I'm so gone But I'm with the homies, I ain't on my own About to hit the beach, in the heat With my team in the streets, gettin' briefs And we running game like we back in '08 The only difference is that our money so straight, AZ, what up My girl said I don't see her no more She be saying bullshit like I don't need her no more When she know that ain't true but it get on my nerves So I, had to go and put that shit in a verse Tripping out cause I got a little money But I told you I'll still be around I'm the same kid from high school that was funny And I still keep it oh so real for my town Yeah I'm in the game, but I don't do blow And nah I never change, homie I just grow Ya'll stay the same, that's why you broke Me getting paid, should provide you hope but it don't And shit, I don't get it They try to bring me down, but I won't give in You should be proud of what I've done, I succeeded Look at how far I've come by believing, yeah
Writer(s): Timothy Z Mosley, Thomas Decarlo Callaway Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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