Lyrics

(Al geno on the track) Woah-oh Adjustin' to the fame and the pain It ain't workin', I ain't perfect I just hope it's all worth it When slim left, it's like my world stopped spinnin' I lost it all, I don't know how I'm still winnin' It's like the hate became a trend to the ones that's around Woah-oh-oh Was kinda happy in a cell, didn't have that fake shit around me Woah-oh I woke up stuck in a jail, went to reachin' for my Cuban links Ayy, they say them niggas strapped We got guns too, I'm really lettin' you know it's just you and me, woah Say Slim got identified by his dentals I'm tryna kill a nigga and whoever sent him Remember rollin' through the hood, it was just me and him I cannot let the opps sleep, I kill the rest of them Take a heart and I'ma stop one, you ever got a job done? County jail, I'm givin' time away NoCap shouldn't have did that, he should've let his homies do it Stand on my own, just the way I was raised Would I be wrong if I dig my niggas out of the grave? Try to stay strong but I just miss when I was seein' they face Hell of a feeling when the judge racist, then you feel your heart racin' And you don't see no finish line, let the DA finish mine (Woah-oh) Adjustin' to the fame and the pain It ain't workin', I ain't perfect I just hope it's all worth it When Slim left, it's like my world stopped spinnin' I lost it all, I don't know how I'm still winnin' It's like the hate became a trend to the ones that's around Woah-oh-oh Was kinda happy in a cell, didn't have that fake shit around me Woah-oh
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, Gene Hixon, Justin Kim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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