歌手:Moneybagg Yo
专辑:《A Gangsta’s Pain》

作词 : Javar Rockamore/Demario White/Polo G/Durk Banks/Christopher Pearson/Robert Reese/Michael Sheldon Ferguson/Thomas Walker
作曲 : Javar Rockamore/Demario White/Polo G/Durk Banks/Christopher Pearson/Robert Reese/Michael Sheldon Ferguson/Thomas Walker
It'll break my heart if a nigga that I be with every day
Get in that room and turn state (My worse fear)
I'm still healing from some scars
My daddy called me on my birthday
Didn't even tell me, he just asked me for some cake
Whenever you speak your mind they say you crazy and call you fake (I ain't)
Thought I was through sipping with bruh got off papers today (Pour up)
Ain't skip no line, I sacrificed, now I'm having my way
Don't need no therapist, I vent to myself and my safe (Money talks)

Nigga saying they gon' slide for me but ain't bust they own fire
My opps ain't even worth killing, that don't change the fact they need to die
Showed what's her name I stand on business
Put 'em in a suite and tie
That was a switch, the suspect shot once, victim hit a lot of times
When I lost Elo it rained hard that day outside

I'ma keep this shit so street with 'em
You do this shit for clout
How the fu*k you say you real when everything I see is cap
If I got paid for what they think 'bout me I probably lose the count
Don't need promo at this point 'cause they gon' do that word of mouth

Nigga I was ten toes on the front even when the snow was falling
I used to always have a vision me and bro was balling
What if he ain't mean it, thinking maybe he ain't wanna cross me
So many people come and go, it's like that door revolving
At my first repast at 9:00 then I start going often
Lamp had a frown on his face like he ain't wanna coffin
Know my lil' son gotta eat so I'ma workaholic
If this ain't greatness then I really don't know what to call it
Bro was sixteen, think his killer 'round the same age
The hood cried when twenty of 'em died, I felt the same rage
But we gon' lose if we ain't never on the same page (Hmm)
Gotta keep my head up till them days fade

I'ma keep this shit so street with 'em
You do this shit for clout
How the fu*k you say you real when everything I see is cap
If I got paid for what they think 'bout me I probably lose the count
Don't need promo at this point 'cause they gon' do that word of mouth

(Let's get it)
I'm taking ecstasy like Percocet's and clench my teeth
I claim the voice but we Nee died he left his pain with me
J Money died, I was OT, I wish he came with me
Two hunnid cash, we on his ass, you know he the same as me
Used to riding 'round with two, three pounds inside a Subaru
And I'm most wanted, two hunnid cash on my new bullet proof
Watch your niggas inside your circle oh woah woah
Know a killer who told on a killer oh oh oh
Even though I'm fighting my case these niggas be fake, I keep my pole
I can serve you at the low 'cause you can't get my low
These niggas be bitches, they hoes, these niggas tryna act like they my bro
Can't convince me you a killer 'cause you steady up your pole
You a bitch nigga

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