What the fuck are you whining for
All my niggas is cold as ice
All my niggas worth dying for
All my niggas done paid the price, four times over
Gold chains, slave code
Flip it over, no owner
I be zoned out, most of my day
[?], 20 seconds, two k
I be reffin' in arenas cause a nigga don't play
Treat a nigga like what
What a nigga might say
Cause a nigga get turnt and a nigga mind say
Three stories on oak
Might tell it to a daughter
Cause the world need more real women for the farmers
I'm plantin' my seeds, two seasons after Autumn
Compost, bullshit, throw a filter on my water
Rather tell you how I got it
Then tell you that I lost it
Real nigga, I ain't really 'bout too much other than profit
Rather tell you that I got 'em
Than you tell you that they got me
Real nigga I ain't scared of shit
But know my niggas watching you
I got three eyes (three eyes)
Seen it all since knee-high (knee-high)
Now just promise you gotta carry on
One day you here, next minute you gone
Pull up like I'm shooting
Ruthless
All my niggas do this
Ain't new to this
Never chase the box they put you in one when you dead
All my niggas is good, all my niggas stay fed
None of my homies are feds
A couple out by the feds
Thought they'd never get home, I was legal trappin' instead
On this paper like cursive
Fuck nine to five and I'm workin'
You said it, I did it, always knew I had a purpose
Money or status
They fuck with you cause of one or the other
And if you got both
Now you know you in trouble
Cousin went home like this the same year he went in
He either wanna meet his maker, or go back in
Rehabilitated he never re-assimilated
Now how the hell am I supposed to reach that man?
Niggas from my hood think they refs
He got hit with a Tec
No law or governor
Damn man, fuck you expect
Who do you trust when everyones living a lie
Revenues, less [?], single profit, buy low, sell high
It's all about Bankreau, Jerreau never lie
Multi before I die, I could do better than try
Heart of gold but it's hollow cause I just pour out my soul
With age comes wisdom, that shit never gets old
I got three eyes (three eyes)
Seen it all since knee-high (knee-high)
Now just promise you gotta carry on
One day you here, next minute you gone
Pull up like I'm shooting
Ruthless
All my niggas do this
Ain't new to this [2x]
compositores: Mnkeywrench
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