Lyrics

(Goddamn, Caston) The money still lookin' familiar, but y'all niggas ain't Can't play at y'all niggas' pace Can't run y'all niggas' race The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe Ayy Dior track pants, mood on Last Dance Still get inspired by the brother of Blacc Sam Tryna turn five into ten like clap hands Shh, me no cap, man My new girl look like she don't date Black men My ex-girl tryna get the scoop like Fatman But tell DreamDoll I want more than a lap dance Now watch how I step and your steppers ain't like Stephen Really not shooters, just fire off on computers Gotta watch the niggas who stand still when you get into it Because a iced-out Jesus will turn a nigga to Judas The whole concept of real nigga is ruined These niggas think money can buy 'em some influence A bunch of grown men competin' for who the cutest Ain't about the latest look if you out here lookin' stupid Remember nights moms callin', tellin' me to slow down She was tryna save me from the path I tried to go down I could've threw my life away runnin' with the wrong crowd I just wish I knew back then what a nigga know now God put me here to shine Be careful when you share your vision with the blind I wasted a lot of time considerin' everybody's opinion except mines The money still lookin' familiar, but y'all niggas ain't Can't play at y'all niggas' pace Can't run y'all niggas' race The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe Ayy And I've watched all these niggas play friends to make M's Buy a lil' jewelry, then go and cop 'em a Benz Fuck a few hoes that most of us probably hit Just to feel validated by bitches who ain't shit But I can't blame her 'cause these niggas is licks Flyin' hoes out, man, these niggas a trip You out here takin' care of these hoes more than your kids Back in school, we ain't even know these niggas exist I just left Dior, about to meet up with Lior Jumpin' out a car that the driver don't need a key for I ain't seen it all, but I seen enough to see more You see the same shit way differently when you see more They don't see the work that I'm puttin' in I ain't where I wanna be, but not where I could've been I ain't tryna end up rappin' 'bout where I should've been Back in the hood again, back in that good again Time tell it all when you prosper, niggas fall off the roster Friends turn into good movies, you gotta watch 'em They gon' try to plot on you when they run out of options When they can't find no real shit on you, they gotta gossip Yeah, but God put me here to shine Be careful when you share your vision with the blind Man, I wasted a lot of time Considerin' everybody's opinion except mines 'Cause those take time
Writer(s): Aliandro Prawl, Scott Carter, Caston Grigsby, Demario Driver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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