Lyrics

I can’t leave the crib can’t leave my house without that fire I done been through shit but I made my way I paid the price I paid the price gotta get this shit wanted this shit for my whole life can’t sell my soul I’m way too real got too much pride got too much pride had to go count me them blues roll me the gas and I slide big shit new bread big moves you can’t walk a mile in my size your brody a chicken like Popeyes we get up and get it on my side growing up I would show no love so I’m not afraid to die I been workin all night and day work 9-5 and I broke down the yay I just need to find a way gotta raise my seed I ain’t dyin today fuck **** get out the way you ain’t tryna eat imma come down your plate fuck **** we ain’t hidin we hangin **** want some his mind get made gotta feed my child my baby lay yo ass down if your try to take me I’d smoke a pound a day if I could sometimes wanna fly away henny it got me faded been through shit you can’t cry away born in hell town and raised and I’m ten toes down til my dyin day 978 child I’m crazy ion care bout what you got to say smoking got me paranoid gotta keep that fire today what the fuck is you trynna say I don’t wanna have your mom cry today **** you ain’t gotta die today **** these streets go all kinds of ways I just wanna ride the wraith wanna stack my cheese wanna close the cedez I made up my mind today now I’m in my lane no time to waste bitch I got no time to wait you ain’t down with a **** you ain’t bout the cake lil bitch I’m bout the paper ain’t shit else I’m trynna chase I can’t leave the crib can’t leave my house without that fire I done been through shit but I made my way I paid the price I paid the price gotta get this shit wanted this shit for my whole life can’t sell my soul I’m way too real got too much pride got too much pride had to go count me them blues roll me the gas and I slide big shit new bread big moves you can’t walk a mile in my size your brody a chicken like Popeyes we get up and get it on my side growing up I would show no love so I’m not afraid to die I ain’t had shit when I came up now I can’t have enough I close my eyes and all I see is paper addin up bitch **** you bad or what we gon let his whole squad go gas em up **** you ain’t gon crash for nun try me ion think he want die for nun I smoke that gas I keep that fire I’m finna blow up I rolled that shit for all the times they wasn’t for us yea they know they dead wrong for that big chain got my soul attached I came out the rain still doin my thang I been through the storm and back came up round shootas a mile away could know yo head off yea need my weight in hunnids hit the gas now I can’t let off yea I’m bout my bread all these goes on my dick don’t get off yea yea we gon dead all y’all try me they fire that lead off yea ain’t on my team you dead off getting money with the bro break the bread up bitch status you a pussy need to get up gotta make it out I could never let up I paid me the price to live this life I took me the risks yea I rolled the dice I sold me the pack for the lower price I knew we had hope for a better life
Written by: Alex Vieira, Malik Walker
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