Gstreeet - It's Just Like Lyrics

It's just like when I sit back n hit that blunt
Mind start to race and shit
I really get to thinking
Like
Will I ever make enough hits to make it out
(Will I)
Real niggas move in silence we ain't chasing clout
(Nah)
N ion do much for the gram can't know my whereabouts
(Laying Low)
N if all fails keep tying up bags man f*ck the safer route
(Streeet)
Young nigga tryna see a billion
(Uh huh)
I ain't gone be satisfied until I own me a building
Run them bands up n stack my net worth to the ceiling
(Run it up)
When everybody around me on ima love that good feeling
(I swea)
F*ck the licks no more stealing
I'm starting to get up in my bag got me looking appealing
I can put a smile on my face but dis pain never healing
(So much pain)
I can give youngin a and tell that boy get to drilling
But they ain't gone respect u they only fear u when u doing the
How u gone play
You better play it safe
Everybody real until them test results show they fake
(Goofy)
Everybody clutching on a pole but it ain't on they waist
(Where it's at)
Please don't come around with all that jealousy envy and hate
(F*ck outta here)
Cause I'm good now
(Uh huh)
Can't u hear the sound
(Listen up)
Got shorty vs getting drenched when I come around
(She so wet)
She losing her cool all turnt up I'm like turn that down
(Cmon)
You f*cking with a real nigga we go pound for pound
(Fr)
Like them nights when I just pop out on my own
Got my mama praying every night a nigga make it home huh
(We gone be alright mama)
But she know ion leave without that chrome
It's protecting me u testing me gets shots right at ya dome huh
(Better duck)
I gotta dis money on my own huh (Fr)
And when I die I'm in the ground all alone huh
(By myself)
Spark that L it's time to get up in my zone
Don't hit my phone
My mind racing thru all these problems that's wrong huh
(Lemme telling u right here)
It's just like when I sit back n hit that blunt
Mind start to race n shit
(Mind going crazy)
I really get to thinking
(What I'm thinking bout)
Like
Will I ever make enough hits to make it out
(Will I)
Real niggas move in silence we ain't chasing clout
(Nah)
N ion do much for the gram can't know my whereabouts
(Laying low)
N if all fails keep tying up bags man f*ck the safer route
(Streeet)
Ima ride for my brotha u know how that go
(Uh huh)
A lot of people thought I fell off until they heard my flow
(They hear me now)
A lot of people wanted me to hoop but I just can't no mo
(Its ova)
A lot of niggas chatting bout a gun that they ain't gone blow
(Hahaha)
I'm it now
It's get down or get sent down
Nigga u a clown why u bring them goofy niggas around
(Cmon dawg)
I'm just tryna stack dis f*cking money n not make a sound
(Shhh)
Ain't tripping bout no pussy cause this money make this world go round
(Streeet)
Cause this money make this world go round
(Fr)
Knew he was real cause once I did it he ain't make a sound
(Uh huh)
Ain't gotta worry bout shit in life nigga ima hold u down
(Street4Life)