Yeah
It's that 22 shit man
AyyLeek
Woo, woo, woo
I can't leave the crib
Can't leave my house
Without that fire
I done been through shit
But I made my way
I paid the price
I done paid the price
Gotta get this shit
Wanted this shit for my whole life
Can't sell my soul
I'm way too real got too much pride
Got too much pride
Had to go count me them blues
Roll me the gas and I slide
Big shit new bread big moves
You can't walk a mile in my size
Your brody a chicken like popeyes
We get up and get it on my side
Growing up
I was shown no love
So I'm not afraid to die
I been workin' all night and day
Work nine-five and I broke down the yay (yay)
I just need to find a way
Gotta raise my seed I ain't dying today
Fuck nigga get out the way
You ain't tryna eat
Imma come down your plate
Fuck nigga we ain't hiding, we hanging
Nigga want some his mind get made
Mind get made
Gotta feed my child my baby
Lay your ass down if you try to make me
I'd smoke a pound a day if I could
Sometimes I wanna fly away
Wanna fly away
Henny got me faded
I been through shit
You can't cry away
(Can't cry away)
Born in helltown and raise
And I'm ten toes down til my dying day
978 child I'm crazy
Ion care bout what you got to say
(What you got to say)
Smoking got me paranoid
Gotta keep that fire today
(Gotta keep that fire today)
What the fuck is you tryna say
I don't wanna have your mom cry today
(Your mom cry today)
Nigga you ain't gotta die today
Niggas these streets go all kinds of ways
(All kinds of ways)
I just wanna ride the wraith
I wanna stack my cheese
Wanna slide the 'cedez
I made up my mind today
Now I'm in my lane no time to waste
Bitch I got no time to wait
You ain't down with a nigga
You ain't bout the cake
(You ain't bout the cake)
Lil bitch I'm about the paper
Ain't shit else that I'm tryna chase
I can't leave the crib
Can't leave my house
Without that fire
I done been through shit
But I made my way
I paid the price
I done paid the price
Gotta get this shit
Wanted this shit for my whole life
Can't sell my soul
I'm way too real got too much pride
Got too much pride
Had to go count me them blues
Roll me the gas and I slide
Big shit new bread big moves
You can't walk a mile in my size
Your brody a chicken like popeyes
We get up and get it on my side
Growing up
I was shown no love
So I'm not afraid to die
I ain't have shit when I came up
Now I can't have enough
I can't my eyes and all I see is paper adding up
Bitch nigga you bad or what
We gon let his whole squad go gas em up
Nigga you ain't gon crash for nun
Try me ion think he want die for nun
I smoke that gas I keep that fire
I'm gonna blow up
(I finna blow)
I rolled that shit for all the times
They wasn't for us
(They wasn't for us)
Yeah they know they dead wrong for that
Big chain got my soul attached
I came out the rain still doing my thing
I been through the storm and back
(Through the rain)
Came up round shooters
A mile away could knock your head off (yeah)
Need my weight in hunnids
Hit the gas now I can't let off (yeah)
I'm bout my bread all these hoes
On my dick won't get off (yeah)
Yea we gon dead all
Y'all try me they fire that lead off (yeah)
Ain't on my team you dead off
Getting money with the bro
Break the bread up
Bitch status you a puss need to get up
Gotta make it out I could never let up
I paid me the price to live this life
I took me the risks yeah I rolled the dice
I sold me the pack for the lower price
I knew we had hope for a better life