Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshawn Martin
Marshawn Martin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Lord i been tryna get ahold of my life
Ran up some money
I just need your help to manage it right I feel lost with no where to go
But I don't even tell a soul
I just be venting to myself
But it's alright
Not taking your advice
Cause you may lead me wrong
I been misled
Know I'm to playa
But I got a heart of gold
I'll sit in jail or burn in hell
Before I sale my soul
I'm doing whale like Mr Krab Daughter
Ain't beefing wit no shrimp ass **** That's a broke hobby
You know I always been a finesser
I never been no robber
These **** fake just like on Wrestling these **** dope popping
She want me to fuck her dis lil bit
Messy and all she do is lie I wanted to
Cut her but i was skeptic this bit a opp Probably
Equipped da glock wit a auto part
Like i went to orielys
From this shit swear i was scarred
I seen so many die
We use to ride in stolen cars
Bitch we legit now
I know I'm destined to be a star
Came out my mama wild
Won't let my problems defeat me
See 12 like Shacarri fast on feet
She gotta nice body
But her face hideous
I ain't chasing no pussy
I'm chasing benjamins
Somewhere searching for dat wok Cause i dislike the trish
Still be on them tabs I'm on them bad
I be codeine pissing
Don't make me get to tripping
I flip out spray this bitch
Just wanna make it big
I came so far i can't quit
Lord i been tryna get ahold of my life
Ran up some money
I just need your help to manage it right I feel lost with no where to go
But I don't even tell a soul
I just be venting to myself
But it's alright
Not taking your advice
Cause you may lead me wrong
I been misled
Know I'm to playa
But I got a heart of gold
I'll sit in jail or burn in hell
Before I sale my soul
I'm doing whale like Mr Krab Daughter Ain't beefing wit no shrimp ass ****
That's a broke hobby
Written by: Marshawn Martin
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