Woah
This shit different my n***a
(Whooo)
What a time to be alive all that broke shit is dead
We done came from the bottom now we them n****s heads
Can't tell me bout a downfall homie I been there
Look them L's use to hit like wrestling with a steel chair
Them people that held me down they still there
We not making that weak ass music I still care
That passion that I had in 09' is still there
Look these just some true stories real pain
All my real n****s listening for the real game
I'm doing less talking and more action
Them fake niggas only listen just to steal a caption
These guys looking lost out here they moving backwards
Trying to chase hoes and shit with a negative balance
I try to kick game to the youngin' and give'em guidance
If you out here getting it
Them hoes gone find ya
(Aye I'm just out here keeping it a hunnid' man)
Aye I'm running shit dog check out the callus
My money looking like I'm good
I'm doing better than average
I had to get it on my own that shit a turn you a savage
Can't f*ck with them hoes
I can't handle the baggage
How I really reach my goals I sat down and I planned it
Had to turn it up for real once I started a family
I'm only chasing platinums and a couple of grammys
We gotta make this shit work what the f*ck is a plan B
I was 300 dollars away from having my shit put on the street
Now I'm spending 300 to get something to eat
That broke shit had me losing my sleep
Now a n***g getting bread I stay counting them sheep
When you put that work in try to enjoy what you reap
Transition
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English
Woah
This shit different my n***a
(Whooo)
What a time to be alive all that broke shit is dead
We done came from the bottom now we them n****s heads
Can't tell me bout a downfall homie I been there
Look them L's use to hit like wrestling with a steel chair
Them people that held me down they still there
We not making that weak ass music I still care
That passion that I had in 09' is still there
Look these just some true stories real pain
All my real n****s listening for the real game
I'm doing less talking and more action
Them fake niggas only listen just to steal a caption
These guys looking lost out here they moving backwards
Trying to chase hoes and shit with a negative balance
I try to kick game to the youngin' and give'em guidance
If you out here getting it
Them hoes gone find ya
(Aye I'm just out here keeping it a hunnid' man)
Aye I'm running shit dog check out the callus
My money looking like I'm good
I'm doing better than average
I had to get it on my own that shit a turn you a savage
Can't f*ck with them hoes
I can't handle the baggage
How I really reach my goals I sat down and I planned it
Had to turn it up for real once I started a family
I'm only chasing platinums and a couple of grammys
We gotta make this shit work what the f*ck is a plan B
I was 300 dollars away from having my shit put on the street
Now I'm spending 300 to get something to eat
That broke shit had me losing my sleep
Now a n***g getting bread I stay counting them sheep
When you put that work in try to enjoy what you reap
Transition
This shit different my n***a
(Whooo)
What a time to be alive all that broke shit is dead
We done came from the bottom now we them n****s heads
Can't tell me bout a downfall homie I been there
Look them L's use to hit like wrestling with a steel chair
Them people that held me down they still there
We not making that weak ass music I still care
That passion that I had in 09' is still there
Look these just some true stories real pain
All my real n****s listening for the real game
I'm doing less talking and more action
Them fake niggas only listen just to steal a caption
These guys looking lost out here they moving backwards
Trying to chase hoes and shit with a negative balance
I try to kick game to the youngin' and give'em guidance
If you out here getting it
Them hoes gone find ya
(Aye I'm just out here keeping it a hunnid' man)
Aye I'm running shit dog check out the callus
My money looking like I'm good
I'm doing better than average
I had to get it on my own that shit a turn you a savage
Can't f*ck with them hoes
I can't handle the baggage
How I really reach my goals I sat down and I planned it
Had to turn it up for real once I started a family
I'm only chasing platinums and a couple of grammys
We gotta make this shit work what the f*ck is a plan B
I was 300 dollars away from having my shit put on the street
Now I'm spending 300 to get something to eat
That broke shit had me losing my sleep
Now a n***g getting bread I stay counting them sheep
When you put that work in try to enjoy what you reap
Transition
Writer: KEITH BROWN
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, Songtrust Ave