Now I lay Down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep (yeah) Like a locksmith, I got the keys (yeah) Pull up make opp niggas bleed (aye) I got water like overseas, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like Nba, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like Mvp, yeah (aye) I got money, they envy me
I'm with the gang I'm with the mob, what was you thinking Remember them days And that shit was hard, a nigga been thinking I put a four in a 20 ounce, a nigga been drinking If you with the squad I give you my heart, lil nigga, I mean it I was fighting some demons In the field, bitch, I'm deep in I was raised in the deep end I know niggas be sinking Take your bitch and go deep in But I gave her back, why you tweaking Come around with that rah-rah We leave you dead on the cement With the gang, we ain't playing fair Matter fact, we don't play at all Og woods in the air But we bought the Runtz so we smoke it all Putting on a front, boy, you better fall We gone kill em, yeah, we gone kill em all Might spend a ten when I'm in the mall I was on the bend with it in my draws Hit that smoke and I'm blacking Hit that smoke and I black out If he run, blow his back down I was gone but I'm back now These niggas gone fold But I never back down In the school, I was trapping In the school, you was class clown
Now I lay Down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep (yeah) Like a locksmith, I got the keys (yeah) Pull up make opp niggas bleed (aye) I got water like overseas, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like Nba, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like Mvp, yeah (aye) I got money, they envy me
Compositores: Calvin Woods, Jordan Tyrece Knight (Jtk) ECAD: Obra #20808835