(Tony Coles)
Ayy, all this shit off the muscle, that struggle
Was tough than a bitch like a knuckle
Got to that bag, needed chips like a Ruffle, it double
Now I can take care of my mother
Just got me a house, watch the price of another
This check off the brain, gotta die if you want it
Came up off of violence, don't mean I condone it
I'm chillin', but I keep the Glock if you want it, ayy
Hey, shorty just just checking up on you
I see you out there shining
I'm so proud of you and all that you've accomplished
I just want you to be safe, stay strong, keep your head up
I love you take care
Thank you
Ayy, state-to-state, tryna get to this paper
Each city I find a new hater
Just walked out the truth, that shit brought out the fakest
Went ghost so I know pussy niggas gon' hate us
Can't go 'bout a ho if I ain't armed and dangerous
Got lasers on all of these blocks and they nameless
I fell out with partners, they see all this greatness
They gone and I can't see the looks on they faces
Pray to the Lord everyday for these cases, still racin'
Can't stand near these niggas in places
He might think it's sweet to start thinking bout takin'
That's cool, cause I'm known to throw bullets like aikman
I used to sell dope to the fiends had em shaking, but I switched it up when shit started to get shakey
Half the niggas who were solid, turned out they were fakin', and hatin', they really just wantin' my placement
I really came up from the bottom, the basement
Went from takin to givin', that's crazy
Turnt up for my son, now I got a new baby
Might cop a Mercedes to give my old lady
Not grabbin' no mic' if them niggas ain't paid me
True hustler, my people knew that when they made me
A 600 stepper, won't step if they made me
They pussy and I really know they won't make it
Ayy, all this shit off the muscle, the struggles
Was tough than a bitch like a knuckle
Got to the bag, needed chips like a Ruffle, it double
Now I can take care of my mother
Just got me a house, watch the price of another
This check off the brain, gotta die if you want it
Came up off of violence, don't mean I condone it
I'm chillin', but I keep the Glock if you want it, ayy
I know if you sit back and watch what's going on, it look real special
But you gotta understand, when it get better, it get worse
You done giving all the things that come with this whole, whole lifestyle
But you ain't looking at the side effects of success
One thing about success, when it hit, man, everybody got they hand out
Everybody looking for you, everybody entitled, man
You get more problems than you ever can imagine
Because everybody looking at you as the get-off
Yeah, you the get-out-of-jail free card
You the "I'ma get out the ghetto" one
Say you gotta a lot, I'm talkin' 'bout it's so much pressure coming your way
And you can't even celebrate your success because now everybody changing up on you
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