[Intro]
(Ayo, Chrxs always drippy)
(Trademark)
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
I try to wash my hands but I love her too much, I just gotta keep my head strong
The streets will eat you alive, I been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
This hard work, this ain't luck, got your hand out, back then ain't give me nothing
Where I'm from they ask you where you from all the time
If she give that pussy up, that girl was never mine
I'ma double back with a bad bitch, she on my side
[Verse 1: Shaun Sloan]
Say she from LA, she live in Texas, book that flight
And I done took some chances, reminiscing about my life
Hospital days, can't find a vein, I'm alright
My son going through the same thing, he gon' fight
Sickle cell in my body got me waking up at night
Drop the top and we flying, never slipping when we slide
One fifteen on this Patek and I ain't even set the time
This ain't a fifty-seven, I had to get the fifty-nine
Even though I love you, I can't let go of my pride
Plus these niggas scheming, I won't let 'em take what's mine
I come from the mud, I thank God I'm still alive
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
I try to wash my hands but I love her too much, I just gotta keep my head strong
The streets will eat you alive, I been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
This hard work, this ain't luck, got your hand out, back then ain't give me nothing
Where I'm from they ask you where you from all the time
If she give that pussy up, that girl was never mine
I'ma double back with a bad bitch, she on my side
(Ayo, Chrxs always drippy)
(Trademark)
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
I try to wash my hands but I love her too much, I just gotta keep my head strong
The streets will eat you alive, I been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
This hard work, this ain't luck, got your hand out, back then ain't give me nothing
Where I'm from they ask you where you from all the time
If she give that pussy up, that girl was never mine
I'ma double back with a bad bitch, she on my side
[Verse 1: Shaun Sloan]
Say she from LA, she live in Texas, book that flight
And I done took some chances, reminiscing about my life
Hospital days, can't find a vein, I'm alright
My son going through the same thing, he gon' fight
Sickle cell in my body got me waking up at night
Drop the top and we flying, never slipping when we slide
One fifteen on this Patek and I ain't even set the time
This ain't a fifty-seven, I had to get the fifty-nine
Even though I love you, I can't let go of my pride
Plus these niggas scheming, I won't let 'em take what's mine
I come from the mud, I thank God I'm still alive
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
I try to wash my hands but I love her too much, I just gotta keep my head strong
The streets will eat you alive, I been outside gripping on the pistol paranoid, yeah
This hard work, this ain't luck, got your hand out, back then ain't give me nothing
Where I'm from they ask you where you from all the time
If she give that pussy up, that girl was never mine
I'ma double back with a bad bitch, she on my side
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