(Mozzy hook)
I been staying on my toes, keep that tooley thats fasure
Suckas want me dead and I can feel it in my soul, I can feel it in my soul, never fold nor will I fold
Roll this dope and pull this foe, take me right where I belong
All the life is in my phone, ain't eat hygiene from the store
Alotta slidin wit these polls, got all these diamonds on my foe
Count out the doley I got it for the hoe, Count out the doley I got for the show
Nother deposit, I never go broke, Know how im rockin forever on go
Know what it is, forever my woah, I got some niggas who never parol (yeah)
Still young I let em know, I got sum niggas who never parol
They know that we reppin the Foe, Why is you stretching the dough
I needa pair, Hit it with K-RO, So clear this shit is serious
(Kur Verse 1)
I think about givin up sometimes, I think about greg and how he died
I miss him I wish he had more time, If it's meant then its meant can't question God
And the squadders had tents when we would drive
Got problems, im bent im stressin out, If we punchin on shit we catch you out
In these YSL kicks im steppin out, Hadda do sum quick they left me out
Just all on my dick they catch me out
Something nice on my wrist look check me out
Niggas be young ashit, they checkin out, Wasn't all straight at first I pressed it out
I was raised in the dirt, my section 5
Was a gift ina curse, I had my style
Dont covert here its slurge, them niggas wild
Hadda splurge on my nemas, gotta die
Side bitch wanna see me got no time
Thought that bitch was for me, but I was blind
I get down on my knees, God im tryin
Niggas sellin they weed, jobs ain't hirin
And they got watchu need, so watchu buyin
Bitches fuckin for peanuts, babies cryin
It was all for a reason think im lyin ( think im lyin)
I been staying on my toes, keep that tooley thats fasure
Suckas want me dead and I can feel it in my soul, I can feel it in my soul, never fold nor will I fold
Roll this dope and pull this foe, take me right where I belong
All the life is in my phone, ain't eat hygiene from the store
Alotta slidin wit these polls, got all these diamonds on my foe
Count out the doley I got it for the hoe, Count out the doley I got for the show
Nother deposit, I never go broke, Know how im rockin forever on go
Know what it is, forever my woah, I got some niggas who never parol (yeah)
Still young I let em know, I got sum niggas who never parol
They know that we reppin the Foe, Why is you stretching the dough
I needa pair, Hit it with K-RO, So clear this shit is serious
(Kur Verse 1)
I think about givin up sometimes, I think about greg and how he died
I miss him I wish he had more time, If it's meant then its meant can't question God
And the squadders had tents when we would drive
Got problems, im bent im stressin out, If we punchin on shit we catch you out
In these YSL kicks im steppin out, Hadda do sum quick they left me out
Just all on my dick they catch me out
Something nice on my wrist look check me out
Niggas be young ashit, they checkin out, Wasn't all straight at first I pressed it out
I was raised in the dirt, my section 5
Was a gift ina curse, I had my style
Dont covert here its slurge, them niggas wild
Hadda splurge on my nemas, gotta die
Side bitch wanna see me got no time
Thought that bitch was for me, but I was blind
I get down on my knees, God im tryin
Niggas sellin they weed, jobs ain't hirin
And they got watchu need, so watchu buyin
Bitches fuckin for peanuts, babies cryin
It was all for a reason think im lyin ( think im lyin)
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