It's fastball, baby.
People change like the weather.
I told bro,
hit the trap and change for the better.
Cause I'm risking time trying to better my life.
But no one couldn't tell me I never done it for the team.
Grinding, I done it from a teen.
No handouts, I done it from a fiend.
Cause we was young and the block never loved us.
You don't hear advice, just gunshots.
If you could see my vision.
I came home and I took
life different.
I told mum, you can count on me.
And I was 13 with the outs on me.
But
Van Gogh couldn't paint this picture where I'm from.
The sun comes out and guns come
out.
I swear we came a long way from run outs.
And they been out here for years but got nothing
to show.
And nothing ain't sweet until my brothers come home.
We lost friends and we
lost skanks.
We caught new guns but fake friendships never amend.
And I just turned 22 but my money
says different.
I just checked scores.
I'm definitely winning.
I'm definitely whipping
my way out the trap.
And I always got my flicky.
Cause I'm baiting the flats.
And life goes
on.
My roley says that time goes on.
So thank God that I stayed with the cats.
All them
nights up in jail was just burning my mother.
At the end of the V, had to tell her I love
her.
And I hear all the gossip.
I know it ain't a problem.
Cause anywhere I go, my
niggas always got it.
Last rule, but it started as a dream.
And the phone never rang.
It started with a theme.
I needed a change.
If rap don't work,
then the trap see me again and again.
Last rule, but it started as a dream.
And the phone never rang.
It started with a theme.
I needed a change.
If rap don't work,
then the trap see me again and again.
Anywhere but hustling the rain.
We was only young.
Lucking from the jigs.
I fell in love with the Gucci drops and the cutest thots.
Giving love a leap brain.
The sun comes out, my jewels glisten.
And back then I never used to listen.
So I had to lose me some time and do a sit down in prison.
But guess what?
I'm still here whipping.
I've still got rubber band stuffed in my trousers.
Still hit the stove and triple up off ounces.
That's me and Des talking houses.
And now they love the kid.
When she see Slim, she's ripping off Calvin's.
I never stop when * never worked.
Now I don't see niggas when I'm dusting in the muck.
And we don't see * the same.
No doubt that if rap don't work,
the trap see me again.
By spider,
the tree by the phone,
there are way with a theme.
I needed a change if rap don't work,
then the trap see me again and again.
Last rule,
why did the dream on the phone ever rang?
It started with a theme and needed
a change if rap don't work,
then a trapy see me again and again.
Last rule by started as a dream on the phone,
never rang a stock with a theme on needed a change.
If rap don't work,
then the traps see me again and again
Life's rude but it started as a dream and the phone never rang
It started with a theme, I needed a change
If rap don't work,
then the traps see me again and again
It's Festbaum baby