Lyrics

Hm Sliding in a Honda Civic Hoping they don't see my face I'll never love again Pray my brother beat that case I'll never sell my soul Know I did it on my own They know im bound to win just don't want to see me win Flyin in that Cullinan Lately it's been fuck a friend If it ain't bout' a bag don't blow my phone Niggas need to grow up Being petty for that Instagram won't show you no love You was my day one brother turned yo back on me how that feel If I don't ever ask for nothing can you please keep it real You ain't been inside my shoes so you don't know how this shit feel This weed helps me solve my problems I don't need to take them pills I been on the road I can't answer yo calls Know I take the blame even when it's yo fault I just put another bag on my checklist Say the word and these bullets gon' eat yo body like its breakfast That's no cap We just really want to know what it feels like to win All my brothers in the pin cause' the color of their skin This shit fucked up It's really fuck love My niggas tuck guns You better duck duck Hold yo own man these niggas ain't gone fight for you They lied to you These niggas ain't gone ride for you Why lie to you my niggas really like to shoot You a bitch in reality ain't no god in you Ouu gotta watch your own back your brothers ain't yo brothers When you get yo own stack you start seeing true colors You know where its real love you only get one mother If you don't plan on having kids you better tuck that rubber Never had a dad so I made my own plans I was made to hustle so I made my own bands I just want a bag no I don't need no friends I got stripper bitches in my house with no pants I just want a mill inside my bank account I'm just tryna make it out A lot of niggas mad at me because I chose the paper route But I don't need sympathy from nobody You mad I'm moving differently then don't mind me ouuuu
Writer(s): Fivestardjay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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