Sometimes you got to put your pride to the side in this game that we call life
You know I'm tryna get back to my kids you know I can’t win with these crackers I'm a nigga and they look at me like a nigga
No self work being honest
But I converse with some bosses
I'm a real earner and I work hard
Thank you god look what I accomplished
Inside support system awkward
Take time with trial only options
Division nine, no PC in Chicago, fighting drama
My relationship getting rocky
No spousal trust I was moving unconscious
I was talking with Jay and
Recruited a move that allowed me counsel
Back and forth without representation embarrassing ran out of options
Told my attorney go get with the DA he come with a deal and I’m copping
Aiming for 36 months but he came with a 30 so fuck it I signed it
He think I'm stupid fuck what he think
I ain't fight with them crackers I got out they way
Stateville, now I'm going up state with the gang members they respectin my name
You one of the mean you play with the kid
You gon have to kill em you one of the greats
No need to say it, I was suffering
My head hurt concussion
Broke bed on me fuck it
I don't think they really love me
Trust issues I'm accustomed
Writers block no question nah
Already know you gon lie to me ain't no need to dicuss it
Ain't no need to discuss it
We have a heated discussion
Internet beef I don’t entertain
I know I done came up from nothing
I’m getting straight to the money
I'm getting straight to the money
Already know you gon lie to me no ain’t need to dicuss it
I'm an energy person and I'm at ease
But the minute you hurt me you gotta leave
Got some niggas who love me they outta reach
Got some children who coming up gotta teach
Got some family who mad cause they trynna leach
Got some big booty woman who I don't need
Master manipulation been manipulated but it really don’t bother me
Gold trim platinum matte white Benz
V12 yellow color baguettes
Red guts panoramic my roof
Any moment I can hop in a jet
In the weight room getting rid of weight
Pat touchdown doin a set
Hit the space bar click and refresh
Making salat when I need to reset
Turnin the pot got me whipping the vet
Communication with the joint
Still going in tryna prove a point
I don;t socialize I don't see a point
50 wrapped up in a bump
Underneath the trunk
Order what you want
Laying in the trunk sipping red wine
I don't give a fuck
I do what I want
No need to say it, I was suffering
My head hurt concussion
Broke bed on me fuck it
I don't think they really love me
Trust issues Im accustomed
Writers block no question nah
Already know you gon lie to me ain't no need to dicuss it
Ain't no need to discuss it
We have a heated discussion
Internet beef I don't entertain
I know I done came up from nothing
I'm getting straight to the money
I'm getting straight to the money
Already know you gon lie to me no ain't need to dicuss it
compositores: Kevin Gilyard, Milan Sunil Modi
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