Start singing, I'ma let it, I'ma let it breathe for a sec
Yeah
Yeah, Smerf, one day all this shit gon' pay off, I'm telling you, man (PC Beatz)
Shoutout my nigga PC, man, all the way from Philly, man
Yeah, for real
Fuckin' with this nigga G.T., man
Ayy
Got my brother Casino with me
For real, Freebandz
Ayy
Yeah
Every day, you hear the same old story, you already know how the story go
Niggas go to jail or they don't live long
I'ma stay the same, can't sell my soul
No, can't sell my soul
I was headed downhill, I was feelin' so low
Left tellin' me to chill, right tellin' me to go
I just gotta hold on
I just gotta hold on
Lost family over money, but I'm still straight
Uh, act like it's real, but it feel fake
Backstabbed in my back, I can't forget 'em for it
Rolling blunts back to back, tryna fill a void
Wakin' up from bad dreams, got me paranoid (Damn, what the fuck?)
That's motion
This not the same old story, this one ain't gon' end how you think it's gon' end
It's like the same shit always happen all again
Put your trust in and get backstabbed by your friend
I can't let 'em take nothin' from me, I can't let 'em break me down
Police tryna shake me down
Shit gettin' hot, got a nigga movin' low-key (Low-key)
I come from where you might see 'em OD (OD, OD)
He jumped off in the streets, but he got cold feet
Like they goin' vegan, they want no beef (They want no beef, they want no beef)
It's crazy how the tables turn (How the tables turn)
Niggas used to laugh, now that paper burn (Burn)
Now that paper burn, oh, burn, burn, burn, oh
Let that paper burn, oh
Coupe transform, I just gotta press a button
Had the same vision when I was out thuggin' all day, my nose runnin'
Yeah
G.T., nigga
Let me hear that shit out loud
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