There's nothing left to say to you
Don't act like I ain't pay my dues
I'm picking up the pace, It's all about the chase
You could try to fake the moves
But that'll be a way to lose, yeah
Just another phase, something for your pace yeah
Man, for real, that's just how I feel
Everything is honest, when a nigga know what's real
See, I can make a song about the shit that really kills
But you would shut it down because you hating on my skills
I put you in a headlock, for like 3 shots
4 more, 5, 6, 7
Heavily armed military goons, it's none stop for you niggas
Please carry on
It's fuck...
Nigga all I hear is (Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah)
Can't reply, way to high for all that (Yah-Da-Da-Da)
Yea I know, niggas used to be, gang-gang-gang-gang
But in life, there are things that we just can't maintain
Gangland is the main frame
Heartbeat of the city, is where we were born
I didn't know shit about shit back when you put me on
You told me what was legit, and what was ludicrous
Never let the homegirl know I was new to this
(Stupid lil niggas)
See I wan't moving baby, so I was the kid brother
We was in the same grade
Whatever we did, yo, we did together
Damn near live together,
and when we got older I thought that we would win together
But I played you my first song and you hated it
you another 5 and you never replied
Now you tryna hit me on that (Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah)
When you know I ain't really on that (Yah-Da-Da-Da)
Fast forward 5 years later, I'm getting paper
Might see me in the sky, in my scraper
But it's.