I think
I'm forgotten
I grew just
Tryna find
Option
Running shit
Like a
Car meet
Man f*ck
Being
Discrete
Nigga f*ck
Do you
Mean
Got the
Plug
If you tryna
Cop weed
Wrote the
Shit that
Need
And I stuck
To it like
A blueprint
Hearing lies
Asking
Where the
Truth went
Probably
On vacation
On a cruise ship
Now it all
Make sense
Chase your
Dream never
Chase no bitch
I was broke
As f*ck
Down bad
Nigga
But I still
Had a plan
Of getting rich
It's a cold
World my
Nigga
But f*ck that
Shit ima have
To still live
Through it
Good vibez
I started
Business
Then
Made a
Movement
I'm built
For pressure
Overtime I'm
Getting used
To it
I'm paranoid
To the fake
Niggas
Yea I feel
Ya spirit That's
Around me
I don't wanna
Have to do
You like
Call of duty
When I Played
On zombies
Young nigga
From the
Dirt
You can say
I can from
Concrete
Living in
A city Full
Of crime rate
Said she
F*cking with
Me
But I can't
Stay
On the phone
Looking at
The market
You'll think
I'm texting
But I'm
Really
Getting paid
Everybody dies
Someday
But when
I die
At least
I had
Faith
If my niggas
Need me
One call
Away
Love my
Ex girl
Hope she
Do ok
Cuz she
Showed
Love
When most
Didn't
Know the
Stereotypes
Of a
Young nigga
Scared to
Say you
In love
With her
Holding
On to
Past
All it ever
Did was made
You bitter
Sorry that
I never
Been the nigga
That would
Hold you
Tighter
When you
Needed
Tissue
I was focused
On surviving
Hearing niggas
Dying so
I got a pistol
Don't let the
World
Mislead you
You'll switch
On yourself
Just to
Be koo
You a lame
And your
Whole clique
Lame too
You believe
What the
Tabloids tell you