My N****z (feat. Jackboy Dee, Fastmoneydboy & Milli Bucks)

I was stressin' over small things, I got richer

But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger

Material things you can't take it when you die, ****

So jump, fly, ****

For all the shit we couldn't afford and couldn't buy, ****

Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya

I'ma ride with you, hustle, grind with you, ball

I'ma shine with you, smoke, vibe with you, roll

I'ma ride with you, thug, I'm dying with you, I love my ****

I was about to hit the strip club and make it rain

But I hooked my partner who in jail up with that chain

Easy to love me when I'm up

But love me when a **** ain't offer you shit

And never dirty make my homie pillow talkin' n shit

Ask him about my brother's keeper

Fuck this money, fuck them people

Ain't no big guy, lil' you, ****, we equal

If what I gotta do is follow you or be the leader

What I learned, I'ma teach it til everybody eatin too

I used to ride with my ****, get high with my ****

Like brothers, his mama died, I swear I cried with my ****

Close my eyes and I remember all the times

Of smokin' weed and drinkin' liquor, fuckin' bitches, takin' pictures

Don't trip, just pray you up there with the angels

The Lord is my shield and my sword, but I still keep a banger

Forever bring your name up, how we fell off, how we came up

How you never switch the change up, not once, ****

It's hard to focus on your life when shit keep rearrangin'

I guess these **** played the closet, how these **** changin'

I see my **** goin' through it, I got in there with him

No matter what he facin', keep it solid, I ain't gon' quit him

Anybody go against you, I'm gon' be right by your side

Fuck the prize, jail or hell, crank it up and I'm gon' ride

I remember they said it was over, went to count it out

Shit ain't happen, they get in our way, they gon' get routed out

I was stressin' over small things, I got richer

But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger

Material things you can't take it when you die, ****

So jump, fly, ****

For all the shit we couldn't afford And couldn't buy, ****

Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya

I'ma ride with you, hustle, grind with you, ball

I'ma shine with you, smoke, vibe with you, roll

I'ma ride with you, thug, I'm dying with you, I love my ****

I know I gotta habbit from livin' worse to livin' lavish

And I still can't trust no **** that's broken promises from daddy

I'm still out here tryin' to get it, I never cared if it get tragic

Them boys beef like ain't no cable

They known to bring them **** static

And I be outside sippin' champagne to try to heal the champ's pain

Turn my L's into lessons, I had to learn to charge for free games

Had to walk it like I talked it, turned the money to my nickname

My brother died a real ****, I'm gon' die the same way

I got more love for the hood than my goddamn self

Came up all alone but still reach back and helped

I see **** take they last breath and they ain't shed a tear

I get numb when I think about the way that we live

Cut my heart full of pain and my story full of struggle

I done lost **** from the sandbox we was thuggin'

And they wonder why I keep that fire on me all in public

And why the fuck not ball when a **** come from nothin'

I was stressin' over small things and I got richer

But when I got some more money, problem got a lot bigger

Material things you can't take it when you die, ****

So jump, fly, ****

For all the shit we couldn't afford and couldn't buy, ****

Fuck it blow off the paint and get high with ya, I'ma ride with ya

Hustle, grind with ya, ball, and shine with ya

Smoke, vibe with ya, roll, I'ma ride with ya

I'm dyin with ya, I love my ****