Aight See Yo
If they don't try and take ya life
They try and take ya soul
Gotta keep control
Im balling outta control
Its a code niggas live by
But nobody live by
My niggas out roll in any weather
Like a semi
Boutta bring the game to a boil
Its at a simmer
Had to tell my bitch
I be gone till November
Timbs on
I be trapping tree
Yelling timber!
Young cat
Grown to be king
Call me simba
Lost everything that i love
Word to this embalm
Came from M.I.B
I rather not remember
Slick feeling like C
After sunny told em
Nobody care
God beat me home
Get me the f*ck outta here
If i stay
I prolly catch a body
Cops looking for me
They not gone find me
Media at my momma crib
The fam downplay it
Moral of the story
Don't believe
Everything you take it
AHHH
Been Up like 24-8 Hours
Its a blessing and a curse
Im thinking the shits insomnia
Talking to the bro
Said some personal shit
Then he told me that im stressing
Kept my personal shit
These bitches got it like scammers with good credit
Never been a scammer
You one
You gone get it
Outta niggas that i grew up with
I see a few
Other niggas they been drugged out quick
I peep too
Its a lotta shit
You gotta change
A lot of shit
You gotta see
A lotta people gotta work
A lotta people gotta be
You see the shit in common
They gotta be
Man they working till they dead
I'm chancing like lotterys
Yea i had to learn the hard way
Was focused on the wrong ways
And ion like to sleep
I like to work on these long days
Yea
Cause i know these days
They gone pay off
Travel to a state
I write
Can't make these days long nigga
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