[Verse 1]
I don't even want it, she gon' leave me stressed
Soon as she get to talkin' crazy she gon' see me less
Don't always believe what in I see but I believe I'm blessed
I see the flesh [?] askin' what you need I [?]
Nigga I bleed for this
Leave what you don't [?]
[?] when the folks get what they want
Reap what you sow so we gon' see who plant the seeds the best
[?] 'Cause we gon' grow, 'cause we gon' see the [?]
And bein' broke is worse to me than death
And even worse than bеin' dead
I stay [?] dope [?] but at least I [?]
For mе it's three I hit the street for less
I'm in the gang but want QP like NBA on TNT or TBS
Full-court press I ain't proud of some thing things and how I done 'em
My folks proud I stay my ground and I don't run unless there's time on the line
And that choice don't take no time to decide
The only time I put my pride to the side, nigga your life is a lie
[Chorus: Archibald Slim & Gabe 'Nandez]
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
[Verse 2]
Evil eyes are livin' at arm's reach
See the eye readin' signs that's written on concrete
Or ride blindsided by niggas who want beef
Let the tide rise the [?] our streets
The sky outside is on fire, it's gon' weep
My kind grind, we all hustle, we gon' eat
I'm live-wired like ten bundles of [?]
That's live [?] like men muzzled who don't speak
So wish me a long life
If it get cut short, then it was on sight
If you don't know what for, then you ain't all spite
I just know it's a bloodsport and I don't go light
[?] from the touch [?] goin' the wrong way
You can get fucked over easy [?] all day
[?] fame, they move like a diety goin' tame
I move like the rest of my bein' is all straight
[Chorus: Archibald Slim & Gabe 'Nandez]
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
[Verse 3]
She know you [?] so you [?]
Don't let my hoes hit my phone unless they spiralin'
And all my bros is pistol toters like survivalists
'Cause folks go down 'n dirty know you [?] little triflin'
It's when you start to think shit over folks recycle shit
What type of shit, bro I don't care no more it's you you fightin' with
Soon as this blunt get rolled then imma light the bitch
I'm chillin' smokin' how you grown still doin' spiteful shit?
I'm knowin' life's a bitch
It ain't no doubtin' [?]
So I'm just tryn' get rich before they fade me out the [?]
These are the tales, goin' from up to down 'n out 'n back
So when they ring that bell [?] me out I hope I'm countin' stacks
It ain't no [?] for these [?], just hell paid
What I make I'm takin' with me in death [?] twelfth grade
Just make sure my headstone say self-made
No trades, every card I was dealt was well-played
[Chorus: Archibald Slim & Gabe 'Nandez]
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Late at night when I'm laying off in the bed counting bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
Don't get too caught up in these worldly ways
