Lost my lil brother to this street *
But they gon' need this,
the young niggas tryna trust me
They don't wanna see this,
it's slow as lethal,
trust me nigga
I ain't really need clips,
better days I want it bad
I know my mama need chip,
father probably need chip
So I'm on my grind though,
dumb * and burnt missions
I ain't got the time for,
I'm never in the club nigga
Probably in the studio,
the rich but your mama broke
Nigga what you do it for?
I would save it for a house you tryna buy tomorrow though
I'm tryna teach my bros a game,
I wanna see em all grow
Never faking really bout it,
falling off and kinda doubt it
Real niggas moving solids,
real killers moving solids
Why you showing what your left hand do?
Oh I know cause you too worried what the next man do
I said, why you showing what your left hand do?
Oh I know cause you too worried what the next man do
Huh?
Man I swear the hood'll never change,
reppin' colors is a thing There's a reason why we bang,
cause my daddy in the gang Yeah my brother in the gang,
yeah my cousins in the gang Yeah we wanna see a change but
But niggas outside all day,
peacing up and getting high all day And trust me I'ma ride all day,
we was raising low and living,
living life our way,
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