Lyrics

Cannot stand by Can't go crush back Not now, not ever I get in that car and smoke a blunt Ain't the type to go for stunts I'm the type to knock it out the park Feel like I did a punt, I did it all by myself It was just me, and a couple blunts I'll get high, all off some different shit No disrespect, I don't smoke Runtz We smoke different strain, I be smoking on rapper weed All folks ain't gon' get what I'm saying I feel like I'm the one, yeah Honestly, I'll never switch on my plan, that's what folks did under me Never change on, yes, we bros, ain't nobody under me You're ready? Yeah, look One thing about me, I'ma look out for my dawg Make sure he good, nigga (make sure he good) One thing about me, I don't need nigga for nothing Lil' bro, I'm good (lil' nigga, I'm different) Nigga ain't never really had my back Nigga ain't check in like they should (check in like they should) Nigga, don't ever try say you can't One thing about it, I know you could (nigga, I know you can) I ain't had nothing, but nigga kept saying I'm different and gifted, I knew I was Nigga, my brother ain't talk for some months I was stuck in a bad place, holding a grudge, I'ma be honest I really got dog shit problem, so I don't need nothing but love Nigga like me really been through a lot And that's why I'm looking for peace in the drug Like I maybe, I find something I can't lose Maybe I lose something I don't need (lose something I don't need) Maybe I reach my dreams, get rich off raps Start a family somewhere and just leave (I just leave) I seen nigga try to end their life A death in the family make a nigga grieve (death in the family) I seen nigga try to end their life All off shit, they couldn't achieve (all off shit they couldn't achieve) End their life I was young as hell, tryna steal a car (but ain't that life) I take my life serious when I am a star (but ain't that life) I be high as hell, tryna come up with these bars (but ain't that life) I stayed down for real, now I'm finna go far I get in that car and smoke a blunt Ain't the type to go for stunts I'm the type to knock it out the park Feel like I did a punt, I did it all by myself It was just me, and a couple blunts I'll get high, all off some different shit No disrespect, I don't smoke Runtz Can't even have nobody, I swear that they happy to do everything to me My momma smiling, make her happy You already know that I am high as fuck, so please, don't not ask me Once believe in Ramadan, I believe in a fasting Like I take a risk, I pray to God (Allah) I was young, my momma said she had heart problems You know I could've cried It's a lot of folks claiming that they real, but I know it's facade (facade) And you showed your true colors, so I can know, oh, you lied You ain't even gotta lie (oh, yeah) You ain't even gotta lie (Please, not for complain)
Writer(s): Joshua Bien Aime, Jacquwan Andrews, Parris St. Pete Daniel Norris, Wayne Symington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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