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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, oh, oh, hm (C7SHIT)
Yeah
No, I don't talk 'bout much but I know I got a lot to say
Know the gon' shoot me, baby, if I bring it up, oh, oh, oh
Being myself, some negativity inside of my head, oh
Apologize to brothers 'cause I know they all fed up
No way, ain't gon' bring it up, not no way, huh, yeah
Now imagine we can travel back before the dreams of
Money and the big things, huh
Soon we all gon' have suits on, baby
Fancy diamonds and the big rings, yeah
And I can criticize but keep it all inside of my head
Ain't no turning back on brothers, gotta keep 'em all fed though
No need, push it to the side of you don't need
Ain't no picking sides, oh you know me
Yeah, I been thinking 'bout the people that I left behind
Ain't no way that I'm turning back, no, oh
I remember how they treated me and now they wanna be with me
Go hold that, mm, hm
No need for the negativity you giving me
I've been making money, giving it to family
They've been in my corner, I know they believe in me
They get paid when I'm paid, that's how we gon' be, hey
Now I'm out here living with the A-Team, baby
Don't wanna wake up, I'm in a great dream, baby
Living while I'm here, feel like I'm 18, baby
Mm, hm, no need for them to hate me
They wanted me to fail, but I'm gon' prevail, yeah
They following my trail, checking my detail, yeah
Think they could do it like the '7
They gon' tell a tale of me up there in heaven, yeah
Yeah, been so tired and the fit so fine
So you know that I'mma get it back, huh
Oh, you know it don't suit me, baby
'Cause I'm not the one to hold back
Just know that I got brothers that'll kill, I could do this all day
Talking shit for the thrill of it, we could really use the pay, oh
The whole team in the basement for like the whole week, huh, yeah
Now imagine we can travel back before the dreams of
Money and the big things, huh
Soon we all gon' have suits on, baby
Fancy diamonds and the big rings, yeah
And I can criticize but keep it all inside of my head
Ain't no turning back on brothers, gotta keep 'em all fed though
No need, push it to the side of you don't need
Ain't no picking sides, oh you know me
I ain't with the fake and the phony shit
Losing sleep over situations, man, I'm over it
Rolling my style and you barely even notice it
Tryna keep the peace but the fame ain't worth this shit
Shawty said that I really am the coldest
Tryna get me back but I think she over it
Still better if we don't but
Keep it on the low when you come back over here
I miss the times when we ain't worried making hits, though
Had to move spots and it barely was a year ago
No need for the crying and the tears, though
Homies even if you really gotta go
Messed up from this taste, got me fed up
No place with this shit, got me fed up
I'm stuck in my ways, gotta let up
Never gonna take away from all you did to help us, no
(Now imagine we can travel back before the dreams of
Money and the big things, huh)
I been tryna keep it cool, tryna stay low key
(Soon we all gon' have suits on, baby
Fancy diamonds and the big rings, yeah)
Talking to myself 'bout these feelings when there's no need
(And I can criticize but keep it all inside of my head
Ain't no turning back on brothers
Gotta keep 'em all fed though)
Feel it my heart when I really get to stressing
Don't be calling me when you seeing all my blessings
Say it to my face when you tell me that there's no need
(No need, push it to the side of you don't need
Ain't no picking sides, oh you know me)