Lyrics

Pipe that shit up, TnT I Wish we could cut all ties with the morning light Like the feeling when you're holding me still With your eyes it's as real as the stars that freckle the sky But how long will we fall, for how long will we fall, before we can climb And will this get too hard, will we even get far, will our words suffice I wanna know what it's like (what up) Let's just erase all the downsides (grhhh) If not forever then just for tonight Give me all of you Trust me I know that we'll be fine I know I want a piece of you but now I'm minding my business I know I'd been through it all but now I ain't got no feelings I never doubted what I'm doing I'ma blow up in a minute I know that I'm from the trenches but I gon' pull-up in a Beamer When I'm in the streets I know they want me down n Someone had to pop out and show 'em how to ride really I'm the one that did it for my n I'm the one that did it for the business I'm the one that did it for the future I'm the one that's stretching out the limit Everyday is a struggle, but I know that I'm winning I don't even think about it Every time I'm in the streets they all know that I'm a savage Yeah Unbreezy on another level Yeah Unbreezy on another level I came a long way from the trenches And them niggas started fighting and I know they want my money Yeah I never had no food this s- hurt me in my tummy They be claiming that they good that s- is fucking ironic Yeah Unbreezy on another level Yeah Unbreezy on another level Yeah Unbreezy on another level Yeah I made it out the cold to the city I had to pray to God for the money But Unbreezy never stopped for a moment I pull-up in the block like the realest yuh I know you don't care bout what I'm feeling I know that it's rainy now but soon it's gon' be sunny woah I know that I'm a sinner but I know that I'm winning I came a long way from the hood now ride in the city I tell them that no distractions I know what I want, I know I want a lotta money I don't care bout being a boyfriend cuz I been through it all, I don't even care bout feelings So call me on my phone like you need it Whatever you think is not my business I don't give a f- bout your opinion Pull-up in the block like the realest I don't worry bout the things that don't really make happy I don't worry bout no b- you know I'm flying like a rocket You help a dawg but they turn on you f- with you You know I'm winning I'm winning I got my trap on a grip I made a promise to ma mama that everything gon be real You know how I'm pulling up it is what it is I know these hoes wanna hop ontop of my millions I'm a young thug a pro and I never gon need them I'm a young thug a pro I'm a young thug a pro I'm a young thug a pro and I never gon need them
Writer(s): Siricius Formin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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