[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
You know I really be geeking off them drugs for real
Woadie, I be telling 'em how I live
How I be getting this shit day by day (Stop it, Tillaa)
I just had to separate myself from a lot of people
A lot of people don't want the best for me
I be wishing the best for my niggas, though
Woke up off them drugs and I still don't feel straight
[Chorus]
Shooter was excited (Shots)
Fake in my sight (My sight)
I be with the murder man, he got me for life
Free my brothers behind the cages (Behind the cages)
Seem like they forget 'bout what you did, but I don't change up (For real)
You got some problems? Talk to me (Yeah)
Wan' go drill? I'll walk with you (I'll walk with you)
You feeling tough off them drugs, make you feel like Rambo
I'm getting rich off them drugs, that shit really for me
They saying kick the cup, they move like I ain't normal
[Verse 1]
I go through pain too
But I'm smoking dope in the double-R, 10K in pocket, I'm ready to spend it
And I ain't finna treat you no different, I'm telling you, "No-no" (Ain't treating you different)
Ain't going back to them days, I swear I ain't going broke
And I still hop in the car like I ain't got nothing to lose (Grr, grr)
My shit hitting
Suit up, boot up, leave one missing
Suit up, boot up, leave one missing (Yeah)
Shooters, shooters (Shooters)
We some shooters (Shooters), shooters (Shooters)
All of them days, it was you I'm calling (You I was calling)
Buying all these pints, could've bought new pipes (Some fire)
I ain't never let no nigga get to me (Never)
I'ma lay low, stack my money, chase my dreams (My dreams)
I always knew I would be a star (Star)
Was hood rich from seventeen, I'd done done a lot (Lot)
Sacrifices 'cause I done lost a lot (I lost a lot)
And when I die, is you gon' lie and say you love me?
I seen close ones switch and it wasn't 'bout no money
Yeah, yeah
You know I really be geeking off them drugs for real
Woadie, I be telling 'em how I live
How I be getting this shit day by day (Stop it, Tillaa)
I just had to separate myself from a lot of people
A lot of people don't want the best for me
I be wishing the best for my niggas, though
Woke up off them drugs and I still don't feel straight
[Chorus]
Shooter was excited (Shots)
Fake in my sight (My sight)
I be with the murder man, he got me for life
Free my brothers behind the cages (Behind the cages)
Seem like they forget 'bout what you did, but I don't change up (For real)
You got some problems? Talk to me (Yeah)
Wan' go drill? I'll walk with you (I'll walk with you)
You feeling tough off them drugs, make you feel like Rambo
I'm getting rich off them drugs, that shit really for me
They saying kick the cup, they move like I ain't normal
[Verse 1]
I go through pain too
But I'm smoking dope in the double-R, 10K in pocket, I'm ready to spend it
And I ain't finna treat you no different, I'm telling you, "No-no" (Ain't treating you different)
Ain't going back to them days, I swear I ain't going broke
And I still hop in the car like I ain't got nothing to lose (Grr, grr)
My shit hitting
Suit up, boot up, leave one missing
Suit up, boot up, leave one missing (Yeah)
Shooters, shooters (Shooters)
We some shooters (Shooters), shooters (Shooters)
All of them days, it was you I'm calling (You I was calling)
Buying all these pints, could've bought new pipes (Some fire)
I ain't never let no nigga get to me (Never)
I'ma lay low, stack my money, chase my dreams (My dreams)
I always knew I would be a star (Star)
Was hood rich from seventeen, I'd done done a lot (Lot)
Sacrifices 'cause I done lost a lot (I lost a lot)
And when I die, is you gon' lie and say you love me?
I seen close ones switch and it wasn't 'bout no money
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