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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TruRebel Migs
TruRebel Migs
Performer
Cozz
Cozz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miguel Cespedes
Miguel Cespedes
Songwriter
Cody Osagie
Cody Osagie
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yo Yo this that conflicted Conscious minded misfit Twist a swisher Spark a spliff And spit a rhyme Of tuckin' 9s and duckin' 1-time One liners from that wonder rhymer Triple entendres Spit divine 16s for the nine Bills between the lines listen Project building living Building staircase sitting Politicking bout' that chicken Trigger finger lickin' We stickin' nigga It's hard to earn a living Through these stifled systems Got us psycho Cycles spinning Flipping grammar Grams we pitchin' Lives get taking Leave no witness Ain't no telling Witless victims on eye witness Television news and that Univision Cops they watch us tryna block our visions Sittin' in intersections intercept infringing amendments All for some tinted window shit Yo that's that bullshit Pack a full clip Get pulled and bagged yo that's a full bid Ayo we illin' living life forbidden Fuck it I'll throw my chips in As long as my naggers pitch in I'm pitching' Yeah mama need a new house Baby need new shoes Live from the gutter like Nigga what would you do Walking on that tight rope Doing what we gotta do Grinding all that I know Struggling is my muse Damn please can't breathe Loosen my noose This life it can't be grant me Another way through I been trapping' like all night oh my I been floatin' but that rope tight rope tight Look said this that conscious But also that ratchet That real ghetto shit a monster Cody monster Monster Cody We both the same thang Just one ain't gang bang We in the same lane Just killing shit really just militant minded Tryna find these benefits round' me Sick of this senseless dying Sisters is crying Picture this Sticking my dick in the finest Living as Mr highness Ain't stealing shit No hitting licks All that shit is behind us Until then I guess niggas ain't living very proper The common bird The chicken heads and the helicopter Got their nerve They won't let a nigga sleep Still up dreaming though Making sure we get up out these streets You in the field it's gone' be blood up on them cleats Better cover your feet If you got beef Pray you don't meet Niggas don't play This ain't no play they really bring drama So Ima make sure you get that crib by the beach mama Yeah mama need a new house Baby need new shoes Live from the gutter like Nigga what would you do Walking on that tight rope Doing what we gotta do Grinding all that I know Struggling is my muse Damn please can't breathe Loosen my noose This life it can't be grant me Another way through I been trapping' like all night oh my I been floatin' but that rope tight rope tight Got me busting out these mind prisons Lying systems Shit been changing up my cognition My vision been wide Nigga feel alive with it Now I'm hitting a stride Live niggas recognize we living a lie Shit got me spitting out my spirit right High-fi spitter right I could see the brighter side Living through the livid times Line for a line with the nigga Cozz Real niggas recognize real niggas It's a cypher I got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight I got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight I got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight I got my eyes to the sky but that rope tight Yeah mama need a new house Baby need new shoes Live from the gutter like Nigga what would you do Walking on that tight rope Doing what we gotta do Grinding all that I know Struggling is my muse Damn please can't breathe Loosen my noose This life it can't be grant me Another way through I been trapping' like all night oh my I been floatin' but that rope tight rope tight
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