Lyrics

For my, for my niggas All Facts lil nigga Yeah, Yeah It's a whole lot of thoughts racing Even when that bag slow I still chase it It's a lot of niggas moving shady I showed love and they still hate me So I ride with it on me Try to tare me down and I thought you was my homie But the more I think about it I was better on my lonely Too many snakes in the grass I ain't on it You can call it what you want it But I call it how I see it Niggas still think it's sweet we just gone catch um when we see um Any cases we just treat like Mike Jack and we beat it I done seen it happen over and over Take it back to twenty-twelve we was riding in rovers, they ain't like it then I got my brothers with me now mutha fuck a friend I got some niggas coming out and some coming in My nigga took that shit to trail he was facing ten I had a talk with Vellian remember when he told me Fuck the game up, fuck the haters get yo name up Get yo change up, stay solid never change up Get ya fame up, matter a fact fuck the fame bruh Just keep doin' you, flip them packs, nigga save up Stickin to the code, if I got it than you got it too I just want us all to prevail My nigga in the sky, I hope he wishing me well Protect from them niggas who just want me to fail Yeah I started with a dream And turned it to a plan Don't ask what it seem yeah I'm takin every chance They ask me why I do the shit I do cause I got to Be careful how you ball close friends can plot too My nigga my nigga My dog my dog They slide for me And I a slide for y'all Don't ask for a slice you know I need all of it My dogs really need so I put my all in it yeah yeah Brothers of the same struggle they don't understand the feeling I was raised on dirty money rap don't work I gotta get it Niggas saying that I changed since I went ran up them digits Aint beat odds to stay the same I tell um get up out they feelings If Benji say we gone prevail than nigga we gone prevail Found out who killed my brother I'm gone send um to hell Some of my niggas went legit get bags from the NFL The other half still in the trenches putting dope on the scale That's why I gotta make it Insecurities weighing on my mind, I ain't wanna face it Feds did a sweep to my big bros, now I gotta make it Left when I was down to my last, I was feeling basic Now these bitches dirty dancing for me like I'm Patrick Swazee, yeah If I spot um, I got um I turn a dream to a dollar nigga we mobbing, These pussy niggas they hating cause they can't stop us, But we ain't worried keep basic choppas for problems I'm a real nigga Yeah I started with a dream And turned it to a plan Don't ask what it seem yeah I'm takin every chance They ask me why I do the shit I do cause I got to Be careful how you ball close friends can plot too My nigga my nigga My dog my dog They slide for me And I a slide for y'all Don't ask for a slice you know I need all of it My dogs really need so I put my all in it yeah yeah Was really in there field wit it Me Lo Benji and Scrill nigga Yeah Yeah This for the trappers and the real niggas, This for the tappers and the real niggas My nigga my nigga My dog my dog They slide for me And I a slide for y'all Don't ask for a slice you know I need all of it My dogs really need so I put my all in it yeah yeah
Writer(s): Brandon Mims Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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