[Intro: Rod Wave]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Ayy, JB)
Yeah, yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Rod Wave]
Fell in love with my cup, it's just me and my drank
So much pain in my heart got me numb to the brain
And the crackers on our bumpers, shit ain't sweet as you think
Loyalty for royalty, I did it all for the gang
Now here's a message for the youth, it ain't worth it
Niggas police, it ain't worth it
Yeah, we stand on that business, fuck around, tie up a witness
My past ain't perfect, the judge handing out jersey numbers
Mistakes is nothing, you live and you learn
I was tryna get some sleep, so I been sipping that syrup
Preaching to my young niggas to lay off the pills
My baby mama text my phone like, "You got some nеrve"
Know I come up out that bottom, I came straight from thе curb
Youngin asking me advice to get his paper mature
My mouth told him chase his dream, but the younger child in me screamed
"Tell your big homie to front you half a bird"
You scared, then go to church, if you scared, them crackers'll give you life, you life
Okay, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out, I am not alright
In 2018, my partner was eighteen, they gave him twenty years, twenty years
If you eighteen with twenty, that mean he got more time than he fucking lived
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Ayy, JB)
Yeah, yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Rod Wave]
Fell in love with my cup, it's just me and my drank
So much pain in my heart got me numb to the brain
And the crackers on our bumpers, shit ain't sweet as you think
Loyalty for royalty, I did it all for the gang
Now here's a message for the youth, it ain't worth it
Niggas police, it ain't worth it
Yeah, we stand on that business, fuck around, tie up a witness
My past ain't perfect, the judge handing out jersey numbers
Mistakes is nothing, you live and you learn
I was tryna get some sleep, so I been sipping that syrup
Preaching to my young niggas to lay off the pills
My baby mama text my phone like, "You got some nеrve"
Know I come up out that bottom, I came straight from thе curb
Youngin asking me advice to get his paper mature
My mouth told him chase his dream, but the younger child in me screamed
"Tell your big homie to front you half a bird"
You scared, then go to church, if you scared, them crackers'll give you life, you life
Okay, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out, I am not alright
In 2018, my partner was eighteen, they gave him twenty years, twenty years
If you eighteen with twenty, that mean he got more time than he fucking lived
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