[Intro: Jim Jones & Kevin Gates]
You know we don’t get tired
This is fed life
Gates, you got me covered
I don’t get tired

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
These situations get hectic I know
We goin' end up just fine
How the fuck does he grind
No time to waste
I can pray Allah
Seem like he mad at me
For something I ain’t play along
Just wanted clothes and food
When we ain’t have a car
Seem like you going nowhere fast
Since you got a job
Stomach hurting - niggas look like food
It make you wanna ride
If you ain’t strung out on the d
Then you gonna supply

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Bad dope stopping up the pipe
Trying to shake it back on the spoon
Crunch time we on the gun line
Clutching the tool
I dealt with label
Or should I say the fakers
Walked out on a deal behind the fence
We going major - Troy Aikman
On long range precision
Tend to make you be good
Show a pussy the ropes
Difficult to make him be hood
Hit the streets as they considered us
The scum of the earth
Facial expression on a bum
I’m fin to bump when it hurt
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