Aceahh
I'm tryna run it up, no more running outta luck
And all this pent up anxiety, comes from risking it all
I tried to do that school shit, I actually had a good time
Till I had to put some students in line
I had to hop up out that puddle quick
Dive in to that pool head first
You see hustling's a gift and it's a curse
I don't think you know your worth, baby I'm a street nigga first
I know that it's risky but it's worth it
She addicted to my word play, had to buss it open on the first date
She said I look better in person
I don't think you understand, bitch I been the man
I ain't have a daddy in my life but my mama do what he couldn't
All this pressure on my shoulders I put 3 up in a wood
And ever since I lost my nigga I been so misunderstood
God they don't understand me, for my dawg I want a grammy
And rest assured I'm not the same young nigga hoop dreaming in the B'z with no plan B
Cuz lil Wysie got a bag now, couple racks and I can cash out
And I aint talkin bout no crack when I say I gotta dime in the studio to flash out
I'm tryna be a lil Flashy, still a hot head I might lash out
And my Nana keeps me prayed up till this day, that's the only reason I ain't crashed out
And it's time to show my ass, Mama seen my stash and she almost passed out
I told her we gon see brighter days
And in these streets it's like Jumanji, it's a jungle they don't love you
RIP to them niggas who lost the gaime
Remeber rule number 1 better not trust no snakes, they ah do you
Rule number 2 better not wife no heaux, she ah choose
I made a dub inna day, lost it inna week
Leads me to rule number 3, you better charge it to the streets
You better not stress about no pape, ain't even clean
And you ain't certified nigga you on the B team
I seen like 4 or 5 niggas tryna be me, I went from scoring 45 to the G League
And I said f*ck playing on courts, I'm tryna play the streets
And now I'm sitting Court Side wit these lawyer fees
I'm still gon be the same nigga I'm destined to be
I just need you to be loyal and patient with me cuz
They don't understand me
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English
Aceahh
I'm tryna run it up, no more running outta luck
And all this pent up anxiety, comes from risking it all
I tried to do that school shit, I actually had a good time
Till I had to put some students in line
I had to hop up out that puddle quick
Dive in to that pool head first
You see hustling's a gift and it's a curse
I don't think you know your worth, baby I'm a street nigga first
I know that it's risky but it's worth it
She addicted to my word play, had to buss it open on the first date
She said I look better in person
I don't think you understand, bitch I been the man
I ain't have a daddy in my life but my mama do what he couldn't
All this pressure on my shoulders I put 3 up in a wood
And ever since I lost my nigga I been so misunderstood
God they don't understand me, for my dawg I want a grammy
And rest assured I'm not the same young nigga hoop dreaming in the B'z with no plan B
Cuz lil Wysie got a bag now, couple racks and I can cash out
And I aint talkin bout no crack when I say I gotta dime in the studio to flash out
I'm tryna be a lil Flashy, still a hot head I might lash out
And my Nana keeps me prayed up till this day, that's the only reason I ain't crashed out
And it's time to show my ass, Mama seen my stash and she almost passed out
I told her we gon see brighter days
And in these streets it's like Jumanji, it's a jungle they don't love you
RIP to them niggas who lost the gaime
Remeber rule number 1 better not trust no snakes, they ah do you
Rule number 2 better not wife no heaux, she ah choose
I made a dub inna day, lost it inna week
Leads me to rule number 3, you better charge it to the streets
You better not stress about no pape, ain't even clean
And you ain't certified nigga you on the B team
I seen like 4 or 5 niggas tryna be me, I went from scoring 45 to the G League
And I said f*ck playing on courts, I'm tryna play the streets
And now I'm sitting Court Side wit these lawyer fees
I'm still gon be the same nigga I'm destined to be
I just need you to be loyal and patient with me cuz
They don't understand me
I'm tryna run it up, no more running outta luck
And all this pent up anxiety, comes from risking it all
I tried to do that school shit, I actually had a good time
Till I had to put some students in line
I had to hop up out that puddle quick
Dive in to that pool head first
You see hustling's a gift and it's a curse
I don't think you know your worth, baby I'm a street nigga first
I know that it's risky but it's worth it
She addicted to my word play, had to buss it open on the first date
She said I look better in person
I don't think you understand, bitch I been the man
I ain't have a daddy in my life but my mama do what he couldn't
All this pressure on my shoulders I put 3 up in a wood
And ever since I lost my nigga I been so misunderstood
God they don't understand me, for my dawg I want a grammy
And rest assured I'm not the same young nigga hoop dreaming in the B'z with no plan B
Cuz lil Wysie got a bag now, couple racks and I can cash out
And I aint talkin bout no crack when I say I gotta dime in the studio to flash out
I'm tryna be a lil Flashy, still a hot head I might lash out
And my Nana keeps me prayed up till this day, that's the only reason I ain't crashed out
And it's time to show my ass, Mama seen my stash and she almost passed out
I told her we gon see brighter days
And in these streets it's like Jumanji, it's a jungle they don't love you
RIP to them niggas who lost the gaime
Remeber rule number 1 better not trust no snakes, they ah do you
Rule number 2 better not wife no heaux, she ah choose
I made a dub inna day, lost it inna week
Leads me to rule number 3, you better charge it to the streets
You better not stress about no pape, ain't even clean
And you ain't certified nigga you on the B team
I seen like 4 or 5 niggas tryna be me, I went from scoring 45 to the G League
And I said f*ck playing on courts, I'm tryna play the streets
And now I'm sitting Court Side wit these lawyer fees
I'm still gon be the same nigga I'm destined to be
I just need you to be loyal and patient with me cuz
They don't understand me
Writer: M. Aquino, Wyse Bishop
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