For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face me a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitches be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face mе a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitchеs be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
I promise they won't get' em from me
Call up any bitch when I can't go to sleep
Demons fighting and they holding me back
Call up my brother, he pull out with the strap
Aye, feel like none else I could do (no)
Chasing bags, always did my move (no)
Chasing cheddar is what I do know
I been working so I can't lose
Now I'm like why they always blowing up my phone now
When I get money, that's when they don't leave me alone now
I need them bandz, no I can't wait, I need 'em right now
Try to do the shit I do, I swear they be like L'A how?
Swear they be like L'A how?
Trynna get my mom a house
Wonder why they talk about the shit that they don't know about
And you know that them boys from the south
Yo bitch want my kids in her mouth
And you know them boys stay patrolling, you know they rollin' when guns come out
Gang
For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face me a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitches be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face me a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitches be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
If you say that you don't got me, I ain't gon' give a fuck
I ain't gon' be trippin'
I just plan on ballin' on these hating niggas as Scottie Pippen
With 2 bitches on me, call me pimpin'
Get the bag and you catch me dippin'
Stay true, boutta blow, you gon' catch me drippin'
Get the fuck outta my face lil bum ass nigga
You know you ain't bout no business
There's people that act like they know you, when shit go down, they go missin'
No, you ain't my homie
I heard that you be the main nigga dissin'
It's funny how I hear a lotta shit
Fuck it, I'll keep my distance
Fuck it, I'll keep my distance
(Aye)
The same niggas steady talking out they neck be the same niggas playing my songs though
I get to the money, I stick to the money cuz nigga I need it like pronto
I stick to the money, I get to the money cuz nigga I need it like pronto
(I get to the money, I stick to the money cuz nigga I need it like pronto)
For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face me a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitches be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
For my God, I got a question
My city lives in misery
Feel the vibe when I step in the room, why these demons just looking at me
I swear, I be thinking too much, I just face me a couple blunts to go to sleep
And these bitches be doing too much
I promised to myself they won't get 'em from me
