Текст песни
Yeah
I ain't gonna tell em why it's hard bottoms these days, man
They gotta figure that out
You know?
I'll clip the bait before I ever click bait
Had to drop niggas off, man they get in the way
Really on right now, might do 10 in a day
I used to think I had it all off minimum wage
Before you really start to know you gon' do what they say
Ain't that bitch
Them the games we play
Double up, young lord
Get paid today
Anxiety about your dreams just fade away
A young star
Who would've thought like Major Payne
Red dot how I aim today
Ain't no misses 'round here
Young nigga gotta claim your prey
When your head in the clouds
You don't see no grey
From the city where the dips need the Frito Lays
People lost but don't know it
They don't see no maze
My people worried 'bout the path I chose to be this great
I kind of get it cause I never chose to be this late
But I ain't stopping 'till I'm on
Hate how some of my niggas choose to stop to be a pawn
Admit I second guess but I was always getting drawn
To get in front of mics and give my soul to every song
I leave it when I'm gone
I dedicate this to my brothers
The ones I got left and the ones I ain't met yet