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I said a nigga stressed
My chain ain't the only real shit up on my
I'm gettin' sour looks, still a young fresh
Double overtime, but a young nigga blessed (amen)
And lately I know who to trust
It's just me, myself and I and we all us
I'm just stay alive with my hands out of cuffs
But when I ain't in the streets, I feel out of touch
And I hear niggas talkin' when I'm out of town
Soon as I touch down, I don't a sound
Niggas ain't givin' mugs, niggas pounds
Cause they know I hesitate to put 'em in the ground, for real
If you know me then you know the
And know what I'm goin' through then you know how I
I only got one gear, I don't how to chill
Hov told me to relax, let's get to the
I will, but shit got me upset
I lost my man and the treat me like I'm a suspect
And on Instagram and shit, I get enough
But they ain't no moves, just sendin' tough texts
Shit got my worried, this what she fear
Ds at the door, she I'm not there
Just I'm still trappin', man, shit all weird
She don't want me out late, now she all
I be damned, mama, they know who I am,
Them boys food, I eat 'em just your ham, mama
On Thanksgivin', on me, but ain't kiddin'
We been through worse, this shit like Blake Griffin
no danger, R.I.P. Banga
Free the boy Ave, crackers is tryna hang ya
watched the news, I see that they tryna blame ya
But you how I play, I'm slidin' just like a Ranger
Cut the head off a snake, one in its place
like the Black Mamba when he wore number 8
Nobody safe, it's no passes, shootin'
savage, and y'all lookin' like the Raptors
Again free T-Roy, but not alike
I'm more like Bruce Leroy, with a D-Boy
And sho'nuff, your boy up
make diamonds, and mine all froze up
It's no
Ti-ti-time to put my in the dirt
Gotta come off the bench and give niggas work
I'm Tom Brady when Drew Bledsoe got
Had to get out my and get in my Birk (that's my bag)
for the delay, but I'm ready to play
Honestly, I was and had nothin' to say
Lost my girl and my in the same day
She back and he can't, that's where the pain weigh
Rob told me don't rap it if it ain't from the (Rob Mark!)
But this shit my soul, I wrote this in the dark
They tellin' me not to stop, yo I ain't start
My life really a movie, man, this is a
These dudes is actors, this my real life
I never been a fraud, tell me it feel like
Can't front, bro, it don't feel right
But like a Harvard grad, my future is bright
Cut the head off a snake, one in its place
Feelin' Brady way before they knew he was great
But I deflate, it's no passes, just shootin'
Straight savage, and I'm ready for you
go time

We in Banga Fresh's
Young man, next in charge, man