歌词
[Verse 1]
Why afraid
Everything visual
Yeah it's getting critical
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 2]
Why afraid
Yo, you goin' digital
The boy goin' digital
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 3]
Our old life never satisfied
Garage full but fuck it up I'm on another ride
Too many chains, but fuck it, I want another piece
My bitch bad, but fuck it, I still want other freaks
It's dim in hear, they ain't know me
I'm a hustler above the world like Tony
Can't clone me
One and only, never ever been phony
Ride by my lonely
Name's Slim, but I'm not bony
I'm a heavyweight when it come to gettin' cash
Still in first, you in last when we talkin' back
[Verse 4]
Why afraid
Everything visual
Yeah it's getting critical
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 5]
Why afraid
Yo, you goin' digital
The boy goin' digital
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 6]
So tell me what's your purpose
My time is urgent
Know haters always lurking
Trynna disturb me
I just keep on swervin'
You know I'm servin'
I'm servin', I'm servin, I'm servin', yeah
[Verse 7]
Cashed out on that rent, time to re-up
Talk shit till promoters get my fee up
Check the scoreboards, you can see that we up
In real life, them fake **** can't see us
Jesus, you see all these damn pieces
How the hell they ballin' hard with no features
Hold the fame, baby, been ballin', you in them bleachers
I'm stickin' to your soul like creatures
I went overseas, got stamps and visas
To kick it with these fine ms on blue beaches
Eating pizzas
Yeah, a long way from the northside
Had to ball somethin' raw like a boss ride
[Verse 8]
Why afraid
E'rything visual
Yeah it's getting critical
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 9]
Why afraid
Yo, you goin' digital
The boy goin' digital
Yeah it's getting critical
[Verse 10]
So tell me what's your purpose
My time is urgent
My haters always lurkin'
Trynna disturb me
I just keep on swervin'
You know I'm servin'
I'm servin', I'm servin, I'm servin'
Written by: Slim Thug
