Letras
(Rich May)
Aah, outside I'm hearing niggas got me dead
I ain't scared going underneath the bed
Nobody knows (nobody)
No bank, I got a hole in the shoe
But laced up my boot tie two knots
I've got get it solved
Aah, I make it flip by the gram
Jack's tryna put the cuffs on my hand
I ain't tryna go (I ain't tryna go)
All I know, get rich and we gonna live (we gonna live)
I did it all at my mama's crib
My life ain't the same as niggas (ain't the same as niggas)
So I gotta share my pain with niggas (pain with niggas)
I did forever in a day in prison
Ijumaa I had to pray with killers (pray with killers)
Ah, I can't lie they my favourite niggas
'Cause I was raised on that concrete (concrete)
Treat the trap house like it's on suite (on suite)
Back to back beef it's been a long week (it's been a long week)
I wasn't tryna take a ride in the wrong street
Yeah, I'm just tryna make it home
Same time a nigga tryna make it off a phone (off of a phone)
Get the work and take it to the road (to the road)
Stand on under car 'til it's cold and it's high under my toes (ah)
And to make it worse it's going slow (is going slow)
I swear this is the realest shit I never wrote (never wrote)
See my dawg bars a case car he never smoke (he never smoke)
My other dawg got a thirty bar and get the rope (get the rope)
I was deep in them streets dunno how I cope, yeah (yeah)
Outside I'm hearing niggas got me dead (they got me dead)
I ain't scared going underneath the bed
Nobody knows (nobody)
No bank, I got a hole in the shoe
But laced up my boot tie two knots
I've got get it solved (get it solved)
Aah, I make it flip by the gram
Jack's tryna put the cuffs on my hand
I ain't tryna go (I ain't tryna go)
All I know, get rich and we gonna live (we gonna live)
I did it all at my mama's crib
Yes been in a doggie (ah)
Big magazine no forge these fake niggas rapping my story