Letras
I don't wanna talk
It ain't bout money
Say i don't give a damn
Fighting all these demons
Its some shit I can't get out my head
Venting through my music to heal this pain
Hope the world can hear it
Times I really want to be left alone
See it buh I ignore it
Ima chase that check until i die
Bro just copped a brand new gle
am with your bitch
She sucking dick inside the bnb
Smoking on that wood
We grinding hard
Tryna see dem better days
I barely be stressing
Money coming
Bitch I'm still grinding
Brand new Rollie
Told my bro this perfect timing
I just wan see all my brodies really shining
This for dem nights we had it rough
Those nights we starved yeah
TheSame clothes back then
Now look just how we shining
Brand new Rollie told my Brodie it's perfect timing
I just wan see all Brothers really shining
This for dem nights we had it rough
TheSame clothes back then
Now look just how we shining
Look how we shining yeah were grinding
Told my brothers it's perfect timing
See I wish heaven got a dial tone
But My rolly two tone and my nigga
ain't here to see it
And I Know am a soldier but
this weight on my shoulder
we gone be alright
We gone be alright
Standing tall through this weather
We gone be alright
We gone be alright
My brothers changing on me
The family changing on me
Niggas switching like it cost
A dollar to keep it real
Who real who real who real
Who real who real who real
Lord I don't know lord I don't know
Hope am not in my feelings
Keeping faith standing tall
Through it all
Who real who real who real
Swear the system fucked
Ducking every loss like it's nothing
I been up hitting licks
cause the blockchain never sleeps
Hope there's heaven for a young gee
My ghetto angels praying for me
I been fighting my demons
If you cost my peace you gotta go
Hope heaven got a dial tone
Cause all the reals once there
Who gone die next nobody knows
Who gone blow next nobody knows
We be taking risk we be rolling dice
Flooding my necks in ice
Swear they see me shining
Am shining
Feds waiting for me to mail you
Trynna nail you trynna jail you
Cleaning up this shit like a laundry
Call Sandra or Cassandra
Aisha Felisha Monica
5 bad bitches in a maybatch
Smoking big woods writing new songs
Sealing new deals
You should know a young nigga really trying
I done lost my dad a kid now am crying
Nigga using bus now a nigga flying
10k on my outfit now a nigga shining
Saw some shit on my phone that left me smiling
Some little dip on this then am buying