Letras
Niggas act like hoes, bitches hella fake
Cappin' on the phone, lyin' to my face But when you in that mode, gotta find a way
So I would never fold, vision clear as day
Niggas act like hoes, bitches hella fake Cappin' on the phone, lyin' to my face
But when you in that mode, gotta find a way So I would never fold, vision clear as day
How many can you really call your bros?
Me and Deejus locked in for some years, we smoked hella bowls
Now I smell like weed in public, and these people so bothered
Got they lips all twisted up, like the flaps on cargo pockets
These hot summers gettin' colder, better get tough and stay hard
Starvin' niggas reckless, turnin' playgrounds to graveyards
Covered in this pain, all these losses breakin my heart
But I won't let it stain, this Mary Jane is like my Scotchgard
Parents bury seeds that will never fruit a tree
That shit make me twice as mad, like when fake ass try dappin' me
Get the fuck back from me, if I blank out I'll be my own worst enemy
I might crash the scene, up the blick and cause some casualties
Almost subconsciously, bring to life all the worst thoughts in me
Imagine me bathin' in the tears that's cried by his family
That's how it's gotta be. If it's you or me?
I'll erase every vowel from the alphabet and still give the eulogy, don't act like you was cool with me
Niggas act like hoes, bitches hella fake
Cappin' on the phone, lyin' to my face
But when you in that mode, gotta find a way
So I would never fold, vision clear as day
Niggas act like hoes, bitches hella fake
Cappin' on the phone, lyin' to my face
But when you in that mode, gotta find a way
So I would never fold, vision clear as day
All my days of living life
I been sparking like this haze just to wiggle through sleepless nights.
But best to believe Yeezus Deejus, on another one nigga.
My brother told me what he needs, gave no rebuttal my nigga.
Just hustle my nigga, til we make it out this struggle my nigga.
For them Jordan rings & racks might fuck the world no strings attached.