Letras
You know how many moons have set Somehow, here and now
I don't really know quite how
Jammie, I need a break from my town
This shit breaking me down
Tryna level up, this shit weighing me down
Niggas took me for granted, what could they take from me now
Niggas can't even get a eight from me now
Niggas can't even get a high from me now
Gotta clear my mind, I should ride CB brown
Shit that used to bother me, it don't bother me now
Hoes that used to front, tryna spend time with me now
Town full of rats, got me second-hand embarrassed
Tell my fam my business, they repeat it like a parent
They hate me in this town, what you expect though? I'm a Jared
The shit that goes on here be fucking with my spirit
When I'm back home, I tend to make some poor decisions like
Carrying a gun, but if I don't, I won't be living like
It ain't bad enough that all my dogs is all in prison like
I know I'm better than this shit cause I got all this wisdom like
If money though could never ever equal to the love
Then tell me why the fuck I'm always beefing with my blood
Before all this paper, when I would see them, it'd be love
Found out they hating now when I see them, it's a dub
Baddest bitches from my town and other cities, therefore
They paint this perfect picture, but I know they really hoes
Only thing I think about is bread and getting on
The niggas that I be with in the Bay, official boys
I went to San Francisco on the water, Ian Simon
Couple months ago, I was dead broke, Ian rhyming
Everybody love me now, but cause they see me shining
Wearing Yee Shan and Ryan, foreign cars, see reclining
Pop try to diss me, that just tell me that he miss me
If you never jack the rap, niggas, you'll be with me
All my niggas that stay down, gon' get it richy
All my bitches that stuck around, gon' get some titties
From where, niggas? Nigga, couple bands, a lot of money
Where niggas was my plug, and now them niggas copping from me
Where niggas love to joke until you tell a nigga