Letras
Remember walking back from school
Just pray I make it home
Knee deep in the trenches
Risk it all to feed my doggy bones
Like you get it
Like my dawg
Feed em, make sure he straight
Remember walking back from school
Just pray I make it home
Knee deep in the trenches
Risk it all to feed my doggy bones
Remember growing up my mother taught me, Sticks & Stones
But now we play with buttons, switchy thing it might just rip his bones
I'm out here trappin, me and bro, we swing through vacant homes
And yo, it's not a man if he ain't striving, tryna reach his goals
And I was probably 12, when Brodie, taught me how to push a bowl
She said she love me, but I fucked her mind and made a change her vote
And I'm the one you know what's up, was never two or two
Trap bangin, pullin' fresh as shit, his bitch like"who is he?"
And I was crushed when I got that call about a first degree
My cousin setting, pray he stayin' silent, don't accept a plea
I'm in the stu right now, but still be missin' double zero
And I swear, Cory got it in the knot, he known for servin blow
I know some niggas from the East got booked for totin' chrome
And the block all in a knot
I'm smokin' you before you send me home
I'm mixin' flavors in the pop, just hope I fall asleep
And niggas say my name, all for attention, like, why you mention me
Last nigga spoke, when baby Laff, his ass got put to sleep
The way I'm bippin' plays all through the belt, this shit like Need for Speed
I remember comin' up when I was down, them niggas doubted me
A nigga must be Jordan, cause my pistol hold like 23
And best believe, when I'm up, them niggas gon' remember me
I'm mixing Quagan in my Sprite just tryna cope with lean
And I was taught don't trust a soul, cause niggas up & leave
She said she miss me when I'm gone, but she had fucked the team
I'm stacking grachi to the ceiling, I hope these niggas see
And every day I'm getting closer to my fuckin' dreams