Aye
Im so fed up wit dis f*ck shit
Niggas dyin left and right i cant trust shit
I thought i had real love it was nothin
I cant tell u you these bitches steady bluffin
On da block kickin shit wit my niggas
Tryna look fake happy in deese pictures
No cap i be really in da trenches
You juss rappin but dis how a nigga livin
Told Dat Bitch Let me sumn
A nigga stressed like a butch im tryna poe sumn
Niggas always got opinons
But dont kno nun
Pull up in dat matte black
Tryna blow sumn
When i was 6 my momma cried everyday
I can still see da pain in her face
I need A big house
And i need a wraith
And nothin but steak on my plate
And please Dont hit me up
Tellin me i made it
I aint make shit
Im only relativley famous
Dark cloud on my head man it feel like Its rainin
Shit f*cked up but a Nigga maintainin
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Aye
Im so fed up wit dis f*ck shit
Niggas dyin left and right i cant trust shit
I thought i had real love it was nothin
I cant tell u you these bitches steady bluffin
On da block kickin shit wit my niggas
Tryna look fake happy in deese pictures
No cap i be really in da trenches
You juss rappin but dis how a nigga livin
Told Dat Bitch Let me sumn
A nigga stressed like a butch im tryna poe sumn
Niggas always got opinons
But dont kno nun
Pull up in dat matte black
Tryna blow sumn
When i was 6 my momma cried everyday
I can still see da pain in her face
I need A big house
And i need a wraith
And nothin but steak on my plate
And please Dont hit me up
Tellin me i made it
I aint make shit
Im only relativley famous
Dark cloud on my head man it feel like Its rainin
Shit f*cked up but a Nigga maintainin
Im so fed up wit dis f*ck shit
Niggas dyin left and right i cant trust shit
I thought i had real love it was nothin
I cant tell u you these bitches steady bluffin
On da block kickin shit wit my niggas
Tryna look fake happy in deese pictures
No cap i be really in da trenches
You juss rappin but dis how a nigga livin
Told Dat Bitch Let me sumn
A nigga stressed like a butch im tryna poe sumn
Niggas always got opinons
But dont kno nun
Pull up in dat matte black
Tryna blow sumn
When i was 6 my momma cried everyday
I can still see da pain in her face
I need A big house
And i need a wraith
And nothin but steak on my plate
And please Dont hit me up
Tellin me i made it
I aint make shit
Im only relativley famous
Dark cloud on my head man it feel like Its rainin
Shit f*cked up but a Nigga maintainin
Writer: Israel Burrell
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