[Intro]
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing I heard
"We partying, son, get back in church"
Got a bag, then I cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt
(This is a Slump Audios exclusive)
(This is a $hmoney exclusive)
[Verse]
The money's on a time limit, I'm in a rush or somethin'
I ain't think twice, why would I? This my fuckin' blood, bro
I'm still bleedin' from the past, I could give a fuck 'bout princess cuts
And my slime back home, he'll do too fuckin' much for a pack of Dutch, hm
And my brother overdosed, bitch, I wasn't nothin' but nine
Ain't have not one damn clue, but it's all figured out 'cause bro 'nem fine
So relievеd that he kept his life, but imaginе what that shit had put in my mind
Momma left this house, gettin' impatient, but shit, I know she tryin'
That's the least I could do for her
Look in the mirror, wanna punch that bitch, I hate that man
Growin' up, I wasn't good at shit, that shit—, ugh, that made me mad
'Til I found that pen and pad, so good, had to show my ass
It's a reason you fucks won't last, it's a reason I'm comin' in first
If I win, they try and divert, put blood in the goddamn verse
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started hurtin'
After all this, one lil' thing I heard
"We partying, son, get back in church"
Got a bag, then I cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt (Fuck)
Ayy, now they wanna see me lose my cool
Ayy, I graduated for my momma though, but it's still, "Fuck school"
I had reverse role models, looked up to my brother to know what not to do
Straight rap, he a fool, but he taught me a lot about followin' rules
Give a fuck 'bout them, let 'em taste they drool
Ayy, this rap shit deeper than words
Caught back, tryna squeeze that verse
R.I.P. granddaddy, shit had me weak
Couldn't even lift you out your hearse, grandpa
I'm startin' to feel like I'm cursed, grandpa
Got too much to say, it hurt
But, damn, I'm hurt 'cause you left this earth, grandpa (Fuck)
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started to hurt
After all this, one lil' thing I heard
"We partying, son, get back in church"
Got a bag, then I cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt
(This is a Slump Audios exclusive)
(This is a $hmoney exclusive)
[Verse]
The money's on a time limit, I'm in a rush or somethin'
I ain't think twice, why would I? This my fuckin' blood, bro
I'm still bleedin' from the past, I could give a fuck 'bout princess cuts
And my slime back home, he'll do too fuckin' much for a pack of Dutch, hm
And my brother overdosed, bitch, I wasn't nothin' but nine
Ain't have not one damn clue, but it's all figured out 'cause bro 'nem fine
So relievеd that he kept his life, but imaginе what that shit had put in my mind
Momma left this house, gettin' impatient, but shit, I know she tryin'
That's the least I could do for her
Look in the mirror, wanna punch that bitch, I hate that man
Growin' up, I wasn't good at shit, that shit—, ugh, that made me mad
'Til I found that pen and pad, so good, had to show my ass
It's a reason you fucks won't last, it's a reason I'm comin' in first
If I win, they try and divert, put blood in the goddamn verse
Put blood on the goddamn verse
I was puttin' in work 'til my back started hurtin'
After all this, one lil' thing I heard
"We partying, son, get back in church"
Got a bag, then I cop them fresh ass kicks
Found out it wasn't nothin', started kickin' up dirt (Fuck)
Ayy, now they wanna see me lose my cool
Ayy, I graduated for my momma though, but it's still, "Fuck school"
I had reverse role models, looked up to my brother to know what not to do
Straight rap, he a fool, but he taught me a lot about followin' rules
Give a fuck 'bout them, let 'em taste they drool
Ayy, this rap shit deeper than words
Caught back, tryna squeeze that verse
R.I.P. granddaddy, shit had me weak
Couldn't even lift you out your hearse, grandpa
I'm startin' to feel like I'm cursed, grandpa
Got too much to say, it hurt
But, damn, I'm hurt 'cause you left this earth, grandpa (Fuck)
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