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Lyrics:
i’ve been raised in the dirtiest fields
now my minds all fucked got devilish thoughts
still pray that i heal
i ain’t proud with the life that i live
got pain in my chest cah this shit gets real
eyes on the prize don’t say that you got me no
you ate while i was craving a meal
this bad little barbie she cray like Carti
i can’t move halfy she got no chill
my tunes in the party they saying mans artsy
i’m spitting my pain then slap it in drill
and last time man caught me a paigon
i dust man down tryna see blood spill
i can’t pick no pocket like fagin
true say it’s blatant i’ll stack me a mill
i’ve switch lanes tryna chase the Os
in the t i can’t my my clothes
so why would i ever look back
all i knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO i’ll be screaming
money movements i ain’t chasing hoes
I’ve PTS to the D i’m asking if my man a friend or foe
i still walk looking over my shoulder
jump in a rover or stick with a pole
i’ve grown up from a jit mans older
told her it’s over i’m chasing dough
reminisce on the path i was paving
i could’ve got shaven this ain’t no joke
but the lord still got man no
i ain’t going out with a poke
(i ain’t going out with a poke)
all these niggas wanna talk bout war
you ain’t seen no waps you talk up on snap
get sent to the store
i’m like miz decamp and explore
we riding it twos or riding in fours
then we out ain’t leaving no clues
you ride my bro i’m gliding on yours
this gyal keep calling man boo she loving my crew she screamin oh lord
true say this ain’t nothing new in grafting i’m stu
for p i need more
me and gang we sticking like glue i buck man an opp i’m leaving him sore
now man hands fucked gotta keep it tucked
charge that to the core
hood past 12 when i see blue lights
no no i can’t can’t land in the wok
did that for the block tryna see new life
(sorry darling you aint staying the night)
gotta brush that ho cah the ting too bright
but the back come fat lemmi see that whine
tap that two times then swing it to slime
this pack to fat nigga pass that light
bro bro said show me the angle
i’m tryna make ps and fly out the bits
graft and build me a family
can’t move slow cah clock still ticks
i’ve been stabbed in my heart all numerous times fuck i ain’t chasing chicks
i’ve left in the cold all numerous times
late pedal biking blitz
these man couldn’t talk bout pressure
i got bros at the table said they ain’t eating
now it’s pepper
move smart im a diligent stepper
dumb likkle youts still ride for the leasure
bad likkle bitch still suck for the pleasure
can’t lose focus i’ve got me a treasure
i’ve switch lanes tryna chase the Os
in the t i can’t my my clothes
so why would i ever look back
all i knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO i’ll be screaming
money movements i ain’t chasing hoes
I’ve PTS to the D i’m asking if my man a friend or foe
i still walk looking over my shoulder
jump in a rover or stick with a pole
i’ve grown up from a jit mans older
told her it’s over i’m chasing dough
reminisce on the path i was paving
i could’ve got shaven this ain’t no joke
but the lord still got man no
i ain’t going out with a poke
(i ain’t going out with a poke)