Lyrics:
racks on racks on raaaaaacks(x3)
N***as hate me faall baacck
Gotta car lot in my garage
Gotta condo down near the stars
I'm geeked up off dem bars
on racks on raaaaaacks
N***as hate me fall back
Gotta car lot in my garage
Gotta condo down near the stars
I'm geeked up off dem bars
Gotta car, I
rock up.)
Blow that kush like a candle.
I got brick fare on me right now and I'll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it.
Take
of time so they
Stuck up on my grind
Ain't nothing like the first day
You could judge by the blunt
By the terp taste
Know a nigga on a run on my worst day
away for a day
Might down a potion
Get rid of the pain
Live it day by day
Just hold up and let that shit go
Just hold up and let that shit flow
(let me
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
Incidental, I be better by the summer
I be better by
so worthless
I'm wrong
So wrong, so wrong, so wrong
Stay by myself cause that's where I belong
Had to wake up from this pain it's been abusing
Only
bring me pain
I wish y'all knew me back before my first heartbreak
I wish I wasn't so afraid to open up
And let you know who Shan really is it just sucks
You need a hero to save you now
But they don't just walk by, yet somehow
You must never give up your fever
I don't know if you can
But I've never
pain, it ain't kill me, it just made me a lil' stronger
When the money went to coming, that's when niggas went to changing
I'm still the same lil' nigga,
tryna get high, I was tryna buy the eighth
I was tryna get by, tryna get past all this pain
Run it up, I run it up
I think about the past
I've been moving
pain
Running up some numbers, nigga, in my lane
I'm a rogue, nigga, stay hard to tame
Cut that lil' bitch off
I ride with that nigga, they piling that
the pain is introduced in my brain
Day by day, the life is getting worst
Day by day, even the people that you trust
But, Day by day, everything turns into
I’m in my bag look 4 real
Stack up that cheddar and chase it 4 real
Switching lane shit ain’t the same no 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me
Would you, pick up your weapon and go to fight?
And if, I was the man, chose to reign!
Would you, still walk with me and feel my pain?
Or would, politics,
out
Turn up the volume, uh huh drown it out
Talk to nobody I just drown it out, yeah
All by myself in this room of walls
Running from my pain I'm
Out of the fire and onto the blade
I'm surrounded by every mistake that I've made
Not the weight of the world just the weight of my choices
A martyr
For the ones who developed this game
Of nations owned by corporations fueling up the flames
And burn we inside I'm trying to explain
up
I gotta stay tough
Not by a choice by the visions I had growing up
I gotta play rough if you were to cross me or cross him
To understand both you'd
just wanna be touched
By another life
I touched my, touched myself
But it, it ain't the same
And I've been grazing up on strangers
Just to ease the pain
ain't giving up a motherfucking thing
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walk-bys
And you don't want
I've been chilling in the sticks and the mud
Tryna touch a band yeah I really made it up
Got my shooters on me and they really finna bust
Ops on my
'posed to be at
All she wanted was any rich
Kid blowing her back
Colder than winter but the whip sick
Colder than that
Warming 'em up like it's just
Come on, feel it, get a bass
Are you ready? Three, two, one
音に弾け飛び出した curious
好きに do it now (just do it now)
狙う blowing up (yes, blowing up
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