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[Hook]
In the T, can't change my clothes
So why would I ever look back
All I knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO, I'll be screaming (DB)
Money movements, I ain't chasing hoes
I got P-T-S to the D (mhm)
I'm asking if my man a friend or foe
I still walk looking over my shoulder
Jump in the rover, stick with a pole
Growing up from a jit, mans older
Told her it's over, I'm chasing dough
Reminiscence on the path I was paving, I coulda got shaven, this ain't no joke
But the lord still got man, no, I ain't going out with a poke (DB)
[Verse 1]
I've been raised in the dirtiest field
Like my mind is all fucked, got devilish thoughts, still pray that I heal
Ain't proud of the life that I live, got pain in my chest 'cah the shit gets real
Eyes on the prize, don't say that you got me, no, you ate when I was craving a meal
This bad little barbie, she cray like carti, I can't move halfy, she got no chill
My tunes in the party, they saying I'm artsy, I'm spitting my pain, and slap it in drill
And last time man caught me a paigon, I dust man down, tryna see blood spill
I can't pick no pocket like Fagin, true, say it's blatant, I stack me a mill
[Hook]
I switched lanes, tryna chase these Os
In the T, can't change my clothes (I can't)
So why would I ever look back
All I knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO, I'll be screaming
Money movements, I ain't chasing hoes
I got P-T-S to the D
I'm asking if my man a friend or foe (He fake)
I still walk looking over my shoulder
Jump in the rover, stick with a pole (Dickhead)
Growing up from a jit, mans older
Told her it's over, I'm chasing dough (No)
Reminiscence on the path I was paving, I coulda got shaven, this ain't no joke (This ain't no joke)
But the lord still got man, no, I ain't going out with a poke
In the T, can't change my clothes
So why would I ever look back
All I knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO, I'll be screaming (DB)
Money movements, I ain't chasing hoes
I got P-T-S to the D (mhm)
I'm asking if my man a friend or foe
I still walk looking over my shoulder
Jump in the rover, stick with a pole
Growing up from a jit, mans older
Told her it's over, I'm chasing dough
Reminiscence on the path I was paving, I coulda got shaven, this ain't no joke
But the lord still got man, no, I ain't going out with a poke (DB)
[Verse 1]
I've been raised in the dirtiest field
Like my mind is all fucked, got devilish thoughts, still pray that I heal
Ain't proud of the life that I live, got pain in my chest 'cah the shit gets real
Eyes on the prize, don't say that you got me, no, you ate when I was craving a meal
This bad little barbie, she cray like carti, I can't move halfy, she got no chill
My tunes in the party, they saying I'm artsy, I'm spitting my pain, and slap it in drill
And last time man caught me a paigon, I dust man down, tryna see blood spill
I can't pick no pocket like Fagin, true, say it's blatant, I stack me a mill
[Hook]
I switched lanes, tryna chase these Os
In the T, can't change my clothes (I can't)
So why would I ever look back
All I knew was stack and escape these roads
NDO, I'll be screaming
Money movements, I ain't chasing hoes
I got P-T-S to the D
I'm asking if my man a friend or foe (He fake)
I still walk looking over my shoulder
Jump in the rover, stick with a pole (Dickhead)
Growing up from a jit, mans older
Told her it's over, I'm chasing dough (No)
Reminiscence on the path I was paving, I coulda got shaven, this ain't no joke (This ain't no joke)
But the lord still got man, no, I ain't going out with a poke
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