Uh
I put a push-start on my whip
But I can’t put a push-start on my feelings
And I ain’t tryna chill with you
It’s hard to kick it when I know it’s bad intentions
I left my heart inside the trenches
My house so small, it had our bedrooms in the kitchen
You can’t tell me sh*t about these bricks
Come to these guns, can’t tell me sh*t about these sticks
Come to these funds, I lost it all and went legit
And I can’t tell you how I did it
I just know I kept it realer than the realest
And the ones who stayed down, know they still here with me
Know I gotta keep ‘еm ’round so they can all be my witness
If I fall, it’s on y’all to keep this еmpire lifted
Make sure you pay attention, soak up game when it’s given
Stay in your lane ’cause n***as switchin’
Get mama straight before these b*t*hes
You hear that pain in my lyrics, huh?
If you did it, you would feel it
A broke n***a’ll get offended
They ain’t taking care of they children
When it’s time to leave this earth, none of they folks gon’ feel no different
It’s been a minute since I had to twerk that glizzy
But I can’t wait to twerk that bad b*t*h with that switchy
Add a fifty, that’s a new a** and some t**ties
Pay attention, n***as move fast, catch you slippin’
The ones around you be in secret compet**ion
And I still can’t tell you why
And even if I tried, it’d be a lie
And shoutout to my daughter’s mama ’cause I know it be a lot
I probably ain’t told y’all in a minute, but y’all know y’all mean a lot
Without them jits, I’m just gon’ rot
For them, I a***yze and plot
Gon’ risk it all at any time for any of mine, they all I got
It’s plenty of times that I had cut back in this sh*t and wanted to stop
But I can’t ’cause I might make it to the top
One day
Some way
Where I’m from, the youngins yellin’, “Gunplay”
They say he took the wrong turn, but it was down a one-way
So it ain’t no coming back
I put a push-start on my whip
But I can’t put a push-start on my feelings
And I ain’t tryna chill with you
It’s hard to kick it when I know it’s bad intentions
I left my heart inside the trenches
My house so small, it had our bedrooms in the kitchen
You can’t tell me sh*t about these bricks
Come to these guns, can’t tell me sh*t about these sticks
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
PG RA – Selfish
PG RA – Classy
PG RA Lyrics – Pay Attention