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[Intro]
I'm sorry, mama, I'm a G
Fell in love with the money and the streets (It's the heat)
Too many dramas with police
Fighting demons, I guess they'll never leave
[Chorus]
I'm sorry, mama, I'm a G (I'm a G)
Fell in love with the money and the streets (And the streets)
Too many dramas with police (Too many, too many)
Fighting demons, I guess they'll never leave (Nah)
[Verse 1: Kymza]
Coming hard down under, straight from the gutter
Out here tryna cash that bread and butter
046 on the move, straight grinding
Down in the dirt like a brother was mining
Found gold, at the top, stay shining
Ain't nobody gonna stop me grinding
Do it for my 'rents, do it for the sibs
Like a bartender, tryna cash them tips
Back of the shops with the fish and chips
Now it's better days for me and my team
Gotta stay focused even at the lowest
Now we coming up, only just getting noticed
Coming from the slum, didn't know me then
But your uso got older, streets got colder
Breaking through walls like a brother was a boulder
Run it these ways, gonna catch these shoulders
Get out the way, get out the way
Putting in work, tryna make that pay
Cops tryna get me, T1 affray
Tom Brady on the field running up them plays
Middle finger to the haters, bet they still play this
Coming for the top, make a name as the greatest
Steady been patient, no more favours
Eyes on the gwap, tryna stack those papers
I'm sorry, mama, I'm a G
Fell in love with the money and the streets (It's the heat)
Too many dramas with police
Fighting demons, I guess they'll never leave
[Chorus]
I'm sorry, mama, I'm a G (I'm a G)
Fell in love with the money and the streets (And the streets)
Too many dramas with police (Too many, too many)
Fighting demons, I guess they'll never leave (Nah)
[Verse 1: Kymza]
Coming hard down under, straight from the gutter
Out here tryna cash that bread and butter
046 on the move, straight grinding
Down in the dirt like a brother was mining
Found gold, at the top, stay shining
Ain't nobody gonna stop me grinding
Do it for my 'rents, do it for the sibs
Like a bartender, tryna cash them tips
Back of the shops with the fish and chips
Now it's better days for me and my team
Gotta stay focused even at the lowest
Now we coming up, only just getting noticed
Coming from the slum, didn't know me then
But your uso got older, streets got colder
Breaking through walls like a brother was a boulder
Run it these ways, gonna catch these shoulders
Get out the way, get out the way
Putting in work, tryna make that pay
Cops tryna get me, T1 affray
Tom Brady on the field running up them plays
Middle finger to the haters, bet they still play this
Coming for the top, make a name as the greatest
Steady been patient, no more favours
Eyes on the gwap, tryna stack those papers
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