Ha-ha, ha, ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha
Ha-ha, ha, ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha
Tell you want a body, promote peace
'Till dope fiends tell you all about it
Pops living in [?] digs, tell you all about it
Rag blue but bleed red, tell you all about it
TV done got us all, tell you all about it
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha, ha, haa
Who that N-word in that candy glow?
Who that kid with no drive but at the park? Uh
You niggas tag it on walls, we spray the cars, uh
Nigga, you that dude behind tape, surrounded art, uh
Tried the jet, I found my arch, uh
Before Instagram, we gram first the month (Yeah)
Before the gates on our block, we in the [?] (Uh, yeah)
Before I called you my friend, we shot the ones
Stretch smoke in my blunt, I need the funds (Uh, yeah)
Lil’ (Nigga)
I could've went deep 1, but like I wasn't with it
My SATs and grades was high enough, but I wasn’t with it
I could bring my dawgs with me so I wasn't with it
With the biscuit off the counter, me and Floyd get to dumping
Not a drop of blood in us but can't say we ain't cousins
Was on the [?] all week, I think I'm finally recovering
Now, tell your body (Huh)
Wooo (Yeah)
Now tell your
My feelings, my demons
I'm [?], I'm dreaming
Now, tell your body
I'm [?], I tried it
I felt it, my fire
How many tears am I gonna shed for our goal? (Uh)
The pigs been known is my heart been skipping
I lost religion, my nine ain’t perfect
A star is born, sometimes I drive-by, I need it
My baby mama paid the bills, I ain’t have shit on the smoke
The homies tell me I'ma burn up but never threw me the rope
They left me hanging on the corner, my whole life in my stash
One more strike, I’m with the lifeless, split the fifty in half
I'm watch a nigga lose his life right in front of his kids
We keep the cycle back and forth, the demons smother our gifts
They put percentages in front of us, wouldn't give us a chance
The only way that we'll see 30 less is we live in the can
Then probably miss my mom funeral, my daughter a hoe
Because the man of the house ain’t the man no more
And the bitch I call my girl done found my dope
I sink into deep depression 'till our post went ghost
And I just sit and watch from hell as the [?] roll go
So long, stuck behind the fire tryna clown my floor
Now tell your body (Wooo)
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