Someone's gotta take a look at the bigger picture
You don't know exactly who to trust and ain't with ya
F*ck being a gentleman, be a mister
If you do what you gotta do then make your vest more thicker
What's the point of strength if you cry
What's the point of killing if the reason's a lie
What's the point of looking at the stars in the sky
If you wanna be one, then somebody's gotta die
Daily I be mixing up a different fragrance
And as a kid I used to be scared going in the basement
Now I'm the underdog, now what the f*ck's the difference
Only thing keeping me from jail is the safety on this precision
In the P.M. thinking that this girl has loyalty With the gang I know that we looking like royalty
Someone said this night is gonna end horribly
But doesn't know I got three shooters in front of me
I'm gonna keep it pushing even when the night fall
If you ain't got money in your pockets, keep your ass home
I got two jobs, I gotta go to tomorrow
But after tonight this deal better be a good haul
Have a lot of decisions but the bad ones are
My choices
If we pulling the straps, mine's making zero
Noises
I don't care if you're flexing money saying your chosen
Last man life got stolen with his chest wide open
Excuse my French
But these pussies isn't pussies, isn't making
Sense
Careful who comes near, they're probably
Getting evidence
Just to snake you and your friends
Then comes the ambulance
You think life would be simple
Everywhere you go is a different kind of jungle
Gaining thousands every day only got me faithful
Until someone stomping on your motherf*cking temple
I don't even think about it though
When I think of problems I think about hoes
In my mind I wonder why be a ride or die
When the ride or die could point a gun at your nose
That is something you would never ever thought you see
When you got enemies there is no signs of peace
That is why I say focus on what is real
And stay gripping on your heat or you gotta
Take the heat
Tonight I'm just trying to celebrate
Tonight I'ma take another drink
I gotta say my life is turning great
But karma comes a million ways, a million ways to fill a grave
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
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English
Someone's gotta take a look at the bigger picture
You don't know exactly who to trust and ain't with ya
F*ck being a gentleman, be a mister
If you do what you gotta do then make your vest more thicker
What's the point of strength if you cry
What's the point of killing if the reason's a lie
What's the point of looking at the stars in the sky
If you wanna be one, then somebody's gotta die
Daily I be mixing up a different fragrance
And as a kid I used to be scared going in the basement
Now I'm the underdog, now what the f*ck's the difference
Only thing keeping me from jail is the safety on this precision
In the P.M. thinking that this girl has loyalty With the gang I know that we looking like royalty
Someone said this night is gonna end horribly
But doesn't know I got three shooters in front of me
I'm gonna keep it pushing even when the night fall
If you ain't got money in your pockets, keep your ass home
I got two jobs, I gotta go to tomorrow
But after tonight this deal better be a good haul
Have a lot of decisions but the bad ones are
My choices
If we pulling the straps, mine's making zero
Noises
I don't care if you're flexing money saying your chosen
Last man life got stolen with his chest wide open
Excuse my French
But these pussies isn't pussies, isn't making
Sense
Careful who comes near, they're probably
Getting evidence
Just to snake you and your friends
Then comes the ambulance
You think life would be simple
Everywhere you go is a different kind of jungle
Gaining thousands every day only got me faithful
Until someone stomping on your motherf*cking temple
I don't even think about it though
When I think of problems I think about hoes
In my mind I wonder why be a ride or die
When the ride or die could point a gun at your nose
That is something you would never ever thought you see
When you got enemies there is no signs of peace
That is why I say focus on what is real
And stay gripping on your heat or you gotta
Take the heat
Tonight I'm just trying to celebrate
Tonight I'ma take another drink
I gotta say my life is turning great
But karma comes a million ways, a million ways to fill a grave
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
You don't know exactly who to trust and ain't with ya
F*ck being a gentleman, be a mister
If you do what you gotta do then make your vest more thicker
What's the point of strength if you cry
What's the point of killing if the reason's a lie
What's the point of looking at the stars in the sky
If you wanna be one, then somebody's gotta die
Daily I be mixing up a different fragrance
And as a kid I used to be scared going in the basement
Now I'm the underdog, now what the f*ck's the difference
Only thing keeping me from jail is the safety on this precision
In the P.M. thinking that this girl has loyalty With the gang I know that we looking like royalty
Someone said this night is gonna end horribly
But doesn't know I got three shooters in front of me
I'm gonna keep it pushing even when the night fall
If you ain't got money in your pockets, keep your ass home
I got two jobs, I gotta go to tomorrow
But after tonight this deal better be a good haul
Have a lot of decisions but the bad ones are
My choices
If we pulling the straps, mine's making zero
Noises
I don't care if you're flexing money saying your chosen
Last man life got stolen with his chest wide open
Excuse my French
But these pussies isn't pussies, isn't making
Sense
Careful who comes near, they're probably
Getting evidence
Just to snake you and your friends
Then comes the ambulance
You think life would be simple
Everywhere you go is a different kind of jungle
Gaining thousands every day only got me faithful
Until someone stomping on your motherf*cking temple
I don't even think about it though
When I think of problems I think about hoes
In my mind I wonder why be a ride or die
When the ride or die could point a gun at your nose
That is something you would never ever thought you see
When you got enemies there is no signs of peace
That is why I say focus on what is real
And stay gripping on your heat or you gotta
Take the heat
Tonight I'm just trying to celebrate
Tonight I'ma take another drink
I gotta say my life is turning great
But karma comes a million ways, a million ways to fill a grave
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Put your hands in the air if you're a real one
Now scream f*ck you to the fake ones
If you got a blunt then light one
Cause baby with what I got you gotta pop one
Writer: Trivon Keedah
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