(Aye)
(Big Keko)
(Aye, when a nigha show you they true colors)
(Believe ‘em the first time)
Can’t rely on my these nighas
My brothers, my sisters ain’t nun of them gotta do shitt
I really came from the bottom
Ain’t none of they problem
The problem I gotta get rich
I gotta grind for my daughter
Myself and my grandma
Been told me go handle your shit
I never minded the struggle
A do for a nigha with nothing as real as it gets
And I know we all gotta hustle
But something for nothing
Won’t cut it when you got a kid
They never minded me
Thinking I’m pussy
But really be focused on reaching the end
Why would I crash like a dummy
They take me from something in this world
That I helped to bring in
I gotta think like man
And then move with a plan
In the hopes that they play what I pen
I never argue ain’t raising my voice like a bitch
If you crossed me I ain’t making amends
I ain’t gotta lie outta fear
I fear nothing, means nothing less you tell that shit how it is
They wanna rock with a nigha
Like fuck you ain’t none of you nighas entitled or friends
I really rock with some nighas who grimy
And poppin’ a copyright two in your chin
I talk my shit and I did it the thugger way
Didn’t like me then they won’t like me another day
I slid it in and she took off the other way
I fucked your friend must admit it wasn’t better hey
Let’s get it in I got ten different color ways
My money spend like a nigha can’t walk away
Stuck in my skin I just pray for a better day
If I go in I won’t leave ‘till the chubby sang
I talk my shit and I did it the thugger way
Didn’t like me then they won’t like me another day
I slid it in and she took off the other way
I fucked your friend must admit it wasn’t better hey
Let’s get it in I got ten different color ways
My money spend like a nigha can’t walk away
Stuck in my skin I just pray for a better day
If I go in I won’t leave ‘till the chubby sang
Can’t rely on my these nighas
My brothers, my sisters ain’t nun of them gotta do shitt
I really came from the bottom
Ain’t none of they problem
The problem I gotta get rich
I gotta grind for my daughter
Myself and my grandma
Been told me go handle your shit
I never minded the struggle
A do for a nigha with nothing as real as it gets
And I know we all gotta hustle
But something for nothing
Won’t cut it when you got a kid
They never minded me
Thinking I’m pussy
But really be focused on reaching the end
Why would I crash like a dummy
They take me from something in this world
That I helped to bring in
I gotta think like man
And then move with a plan
In the hopes that they play what I pen