[Chorus: ZayBang]
Feel like I'm steady takin' losses, why You testin' my faith?
We known for breakin' in them safes, so I can't tell you, "Be safe"
Pieces fallin' off my puzzle, I ain't losin' this race
I paid a lawyer for my brother, he been losin' his case
Imagine dreams comin' through and droppin' tears in a Wraith
My brother died, I couldn't help, felt like the timing was late
Now I could rap about this shit, I did the time for the case
My brother Link been gettin' high, I see the look in his face
[Verse 1: ZayBang]
Nigga, look, some shit I gotta let go
This music shit been takin' off, it's time to beat up the road
My brothеr called me with some things, hе got some shit for the low
And lately, I been comin' different, I been cuttin' my clothes
I need my steak well done, we finna sit down and feast
My baby mama love my music, keep my shit on repeat
And I ain't comin' with nobody, shit, I'm comin' with gleek
'Cause they'll drop you on your head, better stay on your feet
Nigga, look, won't get away from this whip
It's two hands on the Glock so when he shoot, he don't miss
And everywhere, he got his pole like he ready to fish
You niggas new to doin' skits, been doin' shit since a jit
I know this shit be lookin' right, but it'll probably go left
Don't try to ask me what I'm on 'cause I'ma chunk up the set
You got the strap, I got the strap, we playin' Russian roulette
And nigga, you could have your bitch, nobody fuckin' Yvette
Feel like I'm steady takin' losses, why You testin' my faith?
We known for breakin' in them safes, so I can't tell you, "Be safe"
Pieces fallin' off my puzzle, I ain't losin' this race
I paid a lawyer for my brother, he been losin' his case
Imagine dreams comin' through and droppin' tears in a Wraith
My brother died, I couldn't help, felt like the timing was late
Now I could rap about this shit, I did the time for the case
My brother Link been gettin' high, I see the look in his face
[Verse 1: ZayBang]
Nigga, look, some shit I gotta let go
This music shit been takin' off, it's time to beat up the road
My brothеr called me with some things, hе got some shit for the low
And lately, I been comin' different, I been cuttin' my clothes
I need my steak well done, we finna sit down and feast
My baby mama love my music, keep my shit on repeat
And I ain't comin' with nobody, shit, I'm comin' with gleek
'Cause they'll drop you on your head, better stay on your feet
Nigga, look, won't get away from this whip
It's two hands on the Glock so when he shoot, he don't miss
And everywhere, he got his pole like he ready to fish
You niggas new to doin' skits, been doin' shit since a jit
I know this shit be lookin' right, but it'll probably go left
Don't try to ask me what I'm on 'cause I'ma chunk up the set
You got the strap, I got the strap, we playin' Russian roulette
And nigga, you could have your bitch, nobody fuckin' Yvette
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