Lyrics

I ain't daydreamin, bitch, I'm workin
Ayy, I been grindin' with a purpose, this
Shit urgent
Crumble cookies in Russian cream like it's
McFlurry's
Came on this track to step on shit, know I'm
Gon' murk it
Lately, man, all this shit feel different
Remember times I prayed for this position
With the bloods and crips, on gang, I'm politicking
They don't feel my disposition, Real savages, our upbringing was different
On God, if you ain't gang, bitch, keep yo' distance
Caution, grab this shit with mittens, cause you know it's hot
Why you fakin' on that gangsta shit, you know you not
You diss me on the world wide web, bitch, I'm gon' blow your top
What you said, I wasn't listenin, had to show the rock
I been that ****, still that ****, East Garland gorilla
And life just hit me in my chest like the hardest of liquors
When I get down and feel depressed, I paint art with these pictures
My life in shambles, I'm a mess, just got caught in a pickle
Went from the cop lights to the spotlight They say I'm wrong, but it seem right
They say I'm wrong, but it seem like I'm just tryna get the team right
Went from the cop lights to the spotlight
They say I'm wrong, but it seem right
They say I'm wrong, but it seem like I'm just tryna get the team right
Ferragamo falcon, take you up another level
Diggin' for some misery, I'm handin' you the shovel
Dancin' with the devil, you still think I'm a rebel
I been jiggin' since the 90s, bitch, yeah, Louis moving clever
**** touch these millions, now you all up on my phone
Fuck a record deal, I do this shit up on my own
Blue face, benjis, with a wrist full of stones I'm smokin' backwards, back to back until they gone
Went from the cop lights to the spotlight They say I'm wrong, but it seem right
They say I'm wrong, but it seem like I'm just tryna get the team right
Went from the cop lights to the spotlight They say I'm wrong, but it seem right
They say I'm wrong, but it seem like I'm just tryna get the team right
Written by: Craig Eugene White
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