Verse 1
Cut from the body of a gangster
Up went to god he was a stranger
Prolly love danger stuck inside ways n#gg#s pointing out lasers a year ago it prolly couldve change us
Prolly shouldve save the same ones on the rope that f#ck the prolly by the name of danger on the low
Till shorty n#gg#s came in played him for a joke
Ain’t gone politic the same name
Change the whole result
Yo mirage just keep the flame in
Blame it on the cold/codе if you volate code
Hunnid dollars say they bound to stain your clothеs
Stay getting high in private when we fly we stay in coach well
I ain’t gonna complain from this hotel
Road the roadrails was hanging on them by the coattails
Hit the wholesale in Alabama like its mobile
Rolled a whole L and do it dirty like a four wheel
Had the slow spell was more ill with no girls
And poe meals with no bread just oatmeal
And whole sale im foreal im fonem im fo
Verse 2
Cut from the body of Christ
They take communion that reunion just to know whats it like
But this my life i seen a couple midnights a few fights
A lot of tears some from carying that it happens some from thanking god it did
Im in the 26ixs cooking up sh#t to shift the culiture
Half of milli as a starter fore you even make a offer
b#tch my momma need at least a honda couple dollars dont mean nodda
When you at the bottom
Dont worry papa i gotem and if you spot’em
Bet im with the homies n#gg#s be phony
Because they shawties want em
Hm dont worry
I do the mandatory juggling was next
Got me perplex like did you really know me
I guess it was the old me
The homie told me boy it is what it is you gone shoot you gone brick
Run it back get assist get a bag make it filp
Thats how you make a change
And since i stared from the bottom nothing was the same
Verse 3
I went holding my tongue to out spoken n#gg#
I went from not having water to making wine my n#gg#
I went from rags to turning rags Into silk my n#gg#
Means i can get a bag and make it flip my n#gg#
Its business studied the game till math turn to phyics im at a point where nobody can guard the pivot still shooting shots
Never getting caught in the box
To me the finish line is only block like how the roley is only watch
Im invested into getting land then working by the by clock
In the order of operation we gotta do division
Left some n#gg#s who didn’t get the mission
Let there pride and ego ruin the vision
To many hands in the pot
Force me to make a decision
Grabbing on a wheel before we had a collision
Had a different type drive couldn’t blame them
For not seeing eye to eye
Lack of funds make n#gg#s go crazy to survive
Well how hard to complain from throwing money in the wishing well
I wish them well
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