Yeah
Richey Rich, nigga (Thtboistokes go crazy)
Go
Go
Go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
I'm in go mode, I'm in go mode
It been a minute since I felt good, but I'm at peace now
I been stayin' up out the hood, I ain't sellin' weed now
Prayin' up on my knees now, he told me lean down
It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon' guard my brother life
You say you gon' ride, we gon' see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I'm takin' another eye
These days, I'm takin' my time, tryna figure the puzzle out
Get the pistol and bring 'em out, then get the whips and pull 'em out, huh
Hit the scene poppin' shit, just went out for the broads
Smash the gas, hear that motor up on the Broadway
I got too much cheese, I been stayin' up out my opps' way
I been goin' through hell and back, I feel like Rod Wave
Oh, you say you feel it? Well, my cuz died in my driveway
It don't matter if the sun up, these niggas shoot in broad day
I just came through Porsche coupe like I'm Elway
I'm tryna dial up my hat, niggas tryna kill me
I ride in Cadillacs, I hit your shit, tell 'em bill me
They see what I went through, niggas still say they don't feel me
I damn near was a virgin when I hit the penitentiary
I'm tryna just get it right, why you judgin' up on my history?
Same niggas I fronted, niggas done turned into my enemies
If I ain't had no hundreds, I know bitches wouldn't be feelin' me
I be prayin' to the Lord, tryna stop my dirty tendencies
It been a minute since I felt good, but I'm at peace now
I been stayin' up out the hood, I ain't sellin' weed now
Prayin' up on my knees now, he told me lean down
It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon' guard my brother life
You say you gon' ride, we gon' see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I'm takin' another eye
These days, I'm takin' my time, tryna figure the puzzle out
They say I got a hit song when I came back with it
This shit I'm droppin' all gas like I put packs in it
They say I took that "Help Me" and went and put some crack in it
I got a thousands hits, pussy nigga, and I'm back litty
When you fuck a bad bitch, you gotta go put your back in it
Don't think I'm lackin' when I pop out, I got the frrt-frrt with me
I don't talk when I'm with hoes, I can't put 'em up in the gang business
You be pillow talkin' to bitches, you done fucked 'round, turnt to a lame in it
Fuck 'round, get a ticket how I skrrt on niggas and lane switch it
Deuce of molly santan before I fuck with some lame bitches
Ask that last nigga what that motherfuckin' fame get you
If I break some bread with you, nigga, I shared that pain with you
It been a minute since I felt good, but I'm at peace now
I been stayin' up out the hood, I ain't sellin' weed now
Prayin' up on my knees now, he told me lean down
It took my understanding, fuck a nigga, all I need is God
Pistol on my side, that bitch there gon' guard my brother life
You say you gon' ride, we gon' see when you pull a homicide
Eye for an eye, you take my eye, I'm takin' another eye
These days, I'm takin' my time, tryna figure the puzzle out
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