[Intro]:
Let y'all nigga's out here have fun man
Uh
Uh
[Verse]:
New deals, new situations
Few years I was sitting patient, it had me feeling anxious
And now they got that sour look, I see it in they faces
Before I knew how sour look, I used to get the haze in
On the real with some shit that I need to discuss
Its people I love but, we ain't been keeping in touch
Even me and artist ain't been speaking too much
Ain't no reason, but i'm still here if he needed a crutch
And i'm back off a hiatus
Kill em like a drive by, when I drivе by haters
All I hear is haha, well laugh now cry latеr
Coming out of NY, we the home of crime raisers
I got that get a nigga lined paper
While i'm home teaching my daughter her times tables
Nigga's get a buzz and try and run and find labels
You better independent just see where your grind take you
Speaking of labels I had my own issues wit em
Ain't see my vision I felt like I wasn't fitting wit em
Ill still pull up on the old timers and kick it wit em
They tell me about they old times and i'm just getting wisdom
And I listen closely
It hit me when they told me that the ones smiling be the ones that's prolly quick to toast me
I'm back seat of the double R sitting cozy
Louie pouch full of racks hop out the car with a trophy
Its time to turn the fire on lets get the flame lit
Nigga's putting wires on to get they gang pitched
I'm still posting firearms on that same strip
(same strip nigga, talk to em)
Where im from kids never believed in Saint Nick
Cause they mothers was strung out and they can't quit
Still depositing ask the tellers I bank with
Going out for dinner there's millionaires at the banquet, nigga
(nigga's must've forget, i'm still him)
All the good times is dead, word to James Evans
Cause every time I see the news its when the pain set in
Every time I hit the booth its like a game 7
And every time you niggas move I see you fake steppin
My hood got me to the end I remain legend
Trap niggas die and we go to cocaine heaven
...
(yeah uh
Ima just stop
Keep going man
Y'all know I do man, don)
Let y'all nigga's out here have fun man
Uh
Uh
[Verse]:
New deals, new situations
Few years I was sitting patient, it had me feeling anxious
And now they got that sour look, I see it in they faces
Before I knew how sour look, I used to get the haze in
On the real with some shit that I need to discuss
Its people I love but, we ain't been keeping in touch
Even me and artist ain't been speaking too much
Ain't no reason, but i'm still here if he needed a crutch
And i'm back off a hiatus
Kill em like a drive by, when I drivе by haters
All I hear is haha, well laugh now cry latеr
Coming out of NY, we the home of crime raisers
I got that get a nigga lined paper
While i'm home teaching my daughter her times tables
Nigga's get a buzz and try and run and find labels
You better independent just see where your grind take you
Speaking of labels I had my own issues wit em
Ain't see my vision I felt like I wasn't fitting wit em
Ill still pull up on the old timers and kick it wit em
They tell me about they old times and i'm just getting wisdom
And I listen closely
It hit me when they told me that the ones smiling be the ones that's prolly quick to toast me
I'm back seat of the double R sitting cozy
Louie pouch full of racks hop out the car with a trophy
Its time to turn the fire on lets get the flame lit
Nigga's putting wires on to get they gang pitched
I'm still posting firearms on that same strip
(same strip nigga, talk to em)
Where im from kids never believed in Saint Nick
Cause they mothers was strung out and they can't quit
Still depositing ask the tellers I bank with
Going out for dinner there's millionaires at the banquet, nigga
(nigga's must've forget, i'm still him)
All the good times is dead, word to James Evans
Cause every time I see the news its when the pain set in
Every time I hit the booth its like a game 7
And every time you niggas move I see you fake steppin
My hood got me to the end I remain legend
Trap niggas die and we go to cocaine heaven
...
(yeah uh
Ima just stop
Keep going man
Y'all know I do man, don)
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