Living life with all the lessons burned
I watched some hustles turn to junkies off of W. Luzerne
I want the best for all my niggas
Want my section firm
Thats why Im out the door at 4am hoping I find a worm
This hating shit is like a sickness
Niggas spreading germs
I bring it back dont wanna see yall bitches busting turns
Cause niggas laughed while I was manifesting
I aint mad
I had myself and all my morals with it
I aint bad
I see a whole different side of this its bigger shit
Biggest reward for whoever taking the biggest risk
I grab the dice and I kiss em im tryna make em stick
Money get shakey know niggas that probably make you strip
Outta town building something special
Bring the family to the table loyalty just keep it leveled
Its niggas that'll kill for that attention drug
Could care less about which niggas dont mention Buck
Soul big but my heart colossal
Hood jawn but she carry that shit like a model
Im on life and no ice straight outta the bottle
This brown got my head clear im turned like a throttle
But on point like a needle
Dont want you dont need you
You fit them shoes you better know its nobody to feed you
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
Look
5 Years later lil bro still gone
I figure this the perfect beat to give em chills on
She keep it classy but she nasty with them hills on
I need a table long enough to spread the bills on
Wreck chasing for the hopeless niggas
We chasin wealth the fastest I need you focused nigga
Southside of Philly like a deathtrap
And them corners catching bodies like a death mat
Its like you got the formula they tryna get it from you
The worst thing that I can do is watch my visions crumble
I got the mission to see triples when my venture double
Dont let me in I bet I burn it turn this shit to rubble
And we aint paying for promotion gimmicks
Dont give a f*ck about no instas need the streets to feel it
Its like yall niggas real until yall meet the realest
And all yall niggas heavy till yall see some killas
Im me and I aint never had to change at thang
Yall niggas pussy tryna fit in instead of making ways
Yall making stories every hour we We making pay
And if it ever got too close we gotta make em pay
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
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Living life with all the lessons burned
I watched some hustles turn to junkies off of W. Luzerne
I want the best for all my niggas
Want my section firm
Thats why Im out the door at 4am hoping I find a worm
This hating shit is like a sickness
Niggas spreading germs
I bring it back dont wanna see yall bitches busting turns
Cause niggas laughed while I was manifesting
I aint mad
I had myself and all my morals with it
I aint bad
I see a whole different side of this its bigger shit
Biggest reward for whoever taking the biggest risk
I grab the dice and I kiss em im tryna make em stick
Money get shakey know niggas that probably make you strip
Outta town building something special
Bring the family to the table loyalty just keep it leveled
Its niggas that'll kill for that attention drug
Could care less about which niggas dont mention Buck
Soul big but my heart colossal
Hood jawn but she carry that shit like a model
Im on life and no ice straight outta the bottle
This brown got my head clear im turned like a throttle
But on point like a needle
Dont want you dont need you
You fit them shoes you better know its nobody to feed you
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
Look
5 Years later lil bro still gone
I figure this the perfect beat to give em chills on
She keep it classy but she nasty with them hills on
I need a table long enough to spread the bills on
Wreck chasing for the hopeless niggas
We chasin wealth the fastest I need you focused nigga
Southside of Philly like a deathtrap
And them corners catching bodies like a death mat
Its like you got the formula they tryna get it from you
The worst thing that I can do is watch my visions crumble
I got the mission to see triples when my venture double
Dont let me in I bet I burn it turn this shit to rubble
And we aint paying for promotion gimmicks
Dont give a f*ck about no instas need the streets to feel it
Its like yall niggas real until yall meet the realest
And all yall niggas heavy till yall see some killas
Im me and I aint never had to change at thang
Yall niggas pussy tryna fit in instead of making ways
Yall making stories every hour we We making pay
And if it ever got too close we gotta make em pay
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
I watched some hustles turn to junkies off of W. Luzerne
I want the best for all my niggas
Want my section firm
Thats why Im out the door at 4am hoping I find a worm
This hating shit is like a sickness
Niggas spreading germs
I bring it back dont wanna see yall bitches busting turns
Cause niggas laughed while I was manifesting
I aint mad
I had myself and all my morals with it
I aint bad
I see a whole different side of this its bigger shit
Biggest reward for whoever taking the biggest risk
I grab the dice and I kiss em im tryna make em stick
Money get shakey know niggas that probably make you strip
Outta town building something special
Bring the family to the table loyalty just keep it leveled
Its niggas that'll kill for that attention drug
Could care less about which niggas dont mention Buck
Soul big but my heart colossal
Hood jawn but she carry that shit like a model
Im on life and no ice straight outta the bottle
This brown got my head clear im turned like a throttle
But on point like a needle
Dont want you dont need you
You fit them shoes you better know its nobody to feed you
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
Look
5 Years later lil bro still gone
I figure this the perfect beat to give em chills on
She keep it classy but she nasty with them hills on
I need a table long enough to spread the bills on
Wreck chasing for the hopeless niggas
We chasin wealth the fastest I need you focused nigga
Southside of Philly like a deathtrap
And them corners catching bodies like a death mat
Its like you got the formula they tryna get it from you
The worst thing that I can do is watch my visions crumble
I got the mission to see triples when my venture double
Dont let me in I bet I burn it turn this shit to rubble
And we aint paying for promotion gimmicks
Dont give a f*ck about no instas need the streets to feel it
Its like yall niggas real until yall meet the realest
And all yall niggas heavy till yall see some killas
Im me and I aint never had to change at thang
Yall niggas pussy tryna fit in instead of making ways
Yall making stories every hour we We making pay
And if it ever got too close we gotta make em pay
Stained glass window on Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
Writer: Kashif Cahoon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid