Letras
I can't, I can't, I can't
I can't go out sad, wiping tears off of my racks
This one made them mad, but it made my pockets fat
They told me to stop, I responded with too bad
Just like my mom, I say to myself and to my dad
Just like my dad, I don't even like carrying cash
Your day's gon' be hard beat yo ass and you can't get a pass
But you gotta keep your head up and your foot on the gas
That's why they say life is fast
Oh no, we ain't going back
HBZ is spittin facts
My shit hard and your shit wack
Baby, broke the shield to my heart
I told my bro, she crack
I be steady, ready to die for my brother's fuck the scrap
And I be too hyper, on my grind, can't relax
My new fit is green and black
Got your bag, Come get it back
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold up, man, you know I got Jet lag
I be going up and back
Came in with a bong
Me and Z in the studio
Smoking hella strong
She be texting me, saying, baby, what's wrong?
I told her drugs in my head like it's Skyfall
Talking on Berserk and Z gang
We start catchin hats
Your bro doing fent
Hell nah, I don't fuck with that
Doing shows in your city
Tell all your friends that
Feeling like I'm Nino Paid
Bitch, I can't go back
Rollin NoDubz in the studio
I can't feel my face
I got the choppa kicking like Jujutsu Kaisen FMJ
Ain't no wock in poland baby, yeah
We gon be okay
Wearin' white on holidays
But all black every day
Fuck this bitch and leave the house
She keep telling me to stay
These niggas having nightmares
They like Robin and I'm Slade
I got that nigga that owe me money
He ain't doing pick and plays
Feel like I'mma fall asleep
Too much backwoods to the face