[Chorus]
It’s been a minute
First I wanna shout out my people up in them prisons
I just hope whenever my youngins hear me they listen
Hope sincerely hear coming on something different
Gotta keep shit stable
Bring some plan B’s to the table
’Cause not everyone you bring in here able
I was on the road in the cold on my ankles
Bottom of its sore to the lord I was thankful
[Verse 1]
And I heard it
Many men wish death on me
Boy I dare one of you niggas try to step on me
I might air one of these niggas boy my tech on fleek
Nike air one of these niggas if my tech on fleece
That’s a hoodie man
Gangsters don’t dance, we just boogie mans
Got my niggas in the dance with the fully jam
Just in case lil homie prance on a nigga
Let it off and advance on a nigga
I just seen my nigga on the TV
Imma let you know this illegal shit isn’t easy
And all this rapping I’m doing this isn’t shit
I’m still thinking of reinvesting the bricks
See I can rap bout how my life go in the piss
Or ’bout me trapping selling nines without a strip
Or ’bout my nigga number nine and all his wrist
But I just know there’s more to life than all this shit
I just need some ice for all the nights we broke the wrist
They can’t do me wrong or own my rights thats on my kids
Don’t be scared to fall afraid of heights and how you live
Imma give it all until there ain’t nothing to give dawg
’Cause there’s some people out here who really need me
See Imma feed all the niggas who tried to feed me
If he ain’t got dollar on him he’s stilla eat
If that’s your dawg you better keep him on his feet
My homie in a cell said he feels like he’s on a leash
That boy ain’t doing well when you fell he probably a leech
Because I know better I can’t sweat ’em I gotta teach
Everybody ain’t as intellectual as me dawg
It’s been a minute
First I wanna shout out my people up in them prisons
I just hope whenever my youngins hear me they listen
Hope sincerely hear coming on something different
Gotta keep shit stable
Bring some plan B’s to the table
’Cause not everyone you bring in here able
I was on the road in the cold on my ankles
Bottom of its sore to the lord I was thankful
[Verse 1]
And I heard it
Many men wish death on me
Boy I dare one of you niggas try to step on me
I might air one of these niggas boy my tech on fleek
Nike air one of these niggas if my tech on fleece
That’s a hoodie man
Gangsters don’t dance, we just boogie mans
Got my niggas in the dance with the fully jam
Just in case lil homie prance on a nigga
Let it off and advance on a nigga
I just seen my nigga on the TV
Imma let you know this illegal shit isn’t easy
And all this rapping I’m doing this isn’t shit
I’m still thinking of reinvesting the bricks
See I can rap bout how my life go in the piss
Or ’bout me trapping selling nines without a strip
Or ’bout my nigga number nine and all his wrist
But I just know there’s more to life than all this shit
I just need some ice for all the nights we broke the wrist
They can’t do me wrong or own my rights thats on my kids
Don’t be scared to fall afraid of heights and how you live
Imma give it all until there ain’t nothing to give dawg
’Cause there’s some people out here who really need me
See Imma feed all the niggas who tried to feed me
If he ain’t got dollar on him he’s stilla eat
If that’s your dawg you better keep him on his feet
My homie in a cell said he feels like he’s on a leash
That boy ain’t doing well when you fell he probably a leech
Because I know better I can’t sweat ’em I gotta teach
Everybody ain’t as intellectual as me dawg
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