Lyrics

(Ayy, Cameron, you the man now) (Jai Beats on the track, boy) We gotta do it like this (Trill, where the fuck you at?) Lord, I keep sinning all my life and I don't know what to do Give out my heart to a fucking stranger 'fore I give it to you Say I ain't never had shit so what the fuck can I lose? Never lied to free Zy family, on my mama, stay true Well, I got a lil' money, they say I'm new I'll up that chopper, I'll up that deuce I kill that bitch, I'll kill you too Bitch, I had to go to school, ain't had no shoes Can't tell me 'bout the hard life, ah, nah, nah My heart gon' get my heart right, ah, nah, nah Ayy, what the fuck is you gon' do When your back sitting against the wall? Do you know how it feel to come up Short whеn you feel like you standing tall? Bitch, I'm thugging, I'm steady stepping, had to crawl bеfore walk Out of space, my inner demon tell me line 'em with chalk I speak my mind to them bitches now they tell me I'm rude Made it out that jungle, Ain't had shit, bitch, I came out with no bruise Say I ain't never been an option, tell that bitch don't you choose Made it happen, living my dream, they ain't put me on the news It's a cold-blooded world so I stay with that iron Signed a deal but I'm depressed so it don't feel like I signed Say you love me, bitch, that's cap, I can tell that you lying Roll that window down, I'm tweaking, bitch, I'm firing with that iron Lord, I keep sinning all my life and I don't know what to do Give out my heart to a fucking stranger 'fore I give it to you Say I ain't never had shit so what the fuck can I lose? Never lied to free Zy family, on my mama, stay true Well, I got a lil' money, they say I'm new I'll up that chopper, I'll up that deuce I kill that bitch, I'll kill you too Bitch, I had to go to school, ain't had no shoes Can't tell me 'bout the hard life, ah, nah, nah My heart gon' get my heart right, ah, nah, nah Pistol date a fucking nigga, he ain't look at no Tinder I'm in my hood, them shots fire like we in the rec center Peep out the window, am I tweaking or is that Rent-A-Center? Say them sofas, them bitches mines and I'm coming to get 'em I speak them facts up on this track, I let this song cry like hoes Eating noodles, this shit is dinner, on the stove, dry my clothes And if 12 try to confront you, tell that bitch you don't know Aiming high, I'm up above so I ain't scooting down low You know, I done overcame so much shit in my life Damn near died, people changing up, I was steady trying Shit don't mean nothing Lord, I keep sinning all my life and I don't know what to do Give out my heart to a fucking stranger 'fore I give it to you Say I ain't never had shit so what the fuck can I lose? Never lied to free Zy family, on my mama, stay true Well, I got a lil' money, they say I'm new I'll up that chopper, I'll up that deuce I kill that bitch, I'll kill you too Bitch, I had to go to school, ain't had no shoes Can't tell me 'bout the hard life, ah, nah, nah My heart gon' get my heart right, ah, nah, nah
Writer(s): Markos Cervantes, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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