There's times I wanna be alone Granny died on the same couch I use to sleep on I can hear voices that's sayin' keep goin' (keep goin', don't stop now, nigga, just keep goin') Destined for greatness, I been knowin' Just happy I get to show it, watch hella, my niggas blow it Apprehended for a blower that carried multiple bodies Dropped on his lawyer to show him I really got him Still lil' tim if you knew me 'fore I was mozzy Shit brazy, we really made it Square footage outrageous for this location Overly spacious Forgiatos sittin' under the spaceship Pure motivation Wake up every daily and chase it I'm heartbroken I had to ask the streets why you break it All my niggas gone, keep takin' 'em Overdosin' ain't that far off, it's relatable Held my head high even when I'm incapable To see how far we take it, gon' continue to hustle Strength and growth was birthed through continuous struggle Ayy, look what we endured and we still ain't crumble Still ain't fumbled, I know they waitin' for that Fuck a hourly wage, ain't got the patience for that Mama understand she can't save me, I'm black Father understand, he can't save me, I'm black Ain't say nothin' 'bout them skits, so my gangster intact Too broke to leave, felt like I was chained to the trap Disappointed, whole time we raisin' a rat Missin' my nigga, ain't tryna talk to the sky We was juss makin' plans to live right before bruh died Short on time That's what I tell the homies in the pen' they be mad that I won't answer for weeks Like, you don't remember times when I was broke and I hit you niggas phone for a put on and you ain't answer for me Damn, it feel good to finally land on my feet Damn, it feel good finally stand on my feet As a man should Missin' granny fried chicken with the canned goods It be the streets that prepared us for our manhood Had to squabble up, just makin' sure our hands good You'll never hold me down the way that ant would
If I die right now, is any the niggas I called brothers gon' miss me the way the fans would? If I die right now, is any the niggas I called brothers gon' miss me the way the fans would?
If I die right now, is any the niggas I called brothers gon' miss me the way the fans would? If I die right now, is any the niggas I called brothers gon' miss me the way the fans would?
Compositores: Kavi Morgan Lybarger (Kxvi), Timothy Cornell Patterson, Sarah Kennedy, Radion Zaripov ECAD: Obra #41481855