Letras
yeah
they know about me
aint gotta say it
fuck a blue check on da gram
in da streets i am verfied
all my opps terrifed
he said my name he paralized
all dat trolling get you fried
i got shot but i survied
check on them niggas dying
though we was hoes sombody lying
i pushed that shit to the side
i got millions on my mind
2 phones i am finna buy a watch
i still wont have the time
you aint heard a nigga play with me
they dying i da don
i just talk to god and he told me its my time
how i keep on beating death ion it be god
i just overdose an shoot back from the dead
it aint my time
i got people keep asking me like how is you
not sign
i kan locket this dis bitch if i put my foot down
shit i aint trying
i can fumble a bad bitch an i still wont drop
a dime
i dont like to be around niggas i aint gone lie
they aint my kind
you aint heard i ma uav it aint shit dats
hard to find
its a clock that we cant see everbody
got a time
i aint talk to lil jay in like 5 i wish brody
had a line
i aint see rell at 15 he come home he
25
wat elese 25
i cant wait to see the 9
forever yelling free da guyz
wish steve an bokie had a bond
nigga i then had some bonds
that turnished over lies
i aint have to kill em
kill em with sucess gone burn they ass alive
i then took some paycuts was tryna
look out for da guyz
i got tunnel vision cant nun stop me
my eyes on da prize
that youngboy got tramatized first he seen sombody die
i got that call about big cozo casen momma
about to kry
on my momma we was spinning blocks
before they said he died