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I kno how it feel to be left Ina dark
I done climbed out the mud wasn't nun but heart
Ain't about gettin caught it's about moving smart
How you riding a wave that you ain't even start
You ain't kno that a fool n his money shall part
Niggas rapping for clout Tryn get Ona charts
I'm just painting a picture it's part of my art
Niggas pray for a name I be praying for blocks
Ion pray for the pain I done been thru a lot
Nigga free ynv they got caught wit that mop
Shit it coulda been me I got caught wit that Glock
I be feeling like Franklin I walk wit that chop
You could push up on me n I bet it get stopped
Ian showing no irons cuz this ain't a prop
Keep saying my name nigga might be a cop
Nigga think I'm the lick he keep asking to swap
All u hear is a click n a nigga get dropped
Niggas kno they was fans who converted to opps
Niggas tell on they man then convert into ahk
Ian been at the crib I been playing my flop
Ion fuck wit your man cuz he move like a narc
All I need is a bitch who gon give up the drop
Make em think wit his dick ima send em a bop
I done been thru some storms I done went thru the rain
Keep my head Ina game ion dwell Ona pain
I been open to change but remaining the same
Tryna get out the trenches a drive you insane
Niggas get Ina jam get to pointin the blame
If I get Ina jam then I'm whipping my blam
Niggas fakin the funk for some views Ona gram
You ain't talkin bout money I don't give a damn
Nigga if you ain't sliding providing or building
Or tryn make the world a lil better for children
To Break out the trenches n run up a million
Cycle it back thru the hood you the hero
Did it from nuffin I started from zero
He really wanna be me he a weirdo
He play a good role Robert dinero
I needa maybach come wit the pillow
Smoke Ina air but that shit in my hand in my coat
Surviving the motion I'm staying a float
Got kicked while I'm down but remaining a man
I take care of the house and I'm stackin my notes
Ian gon lie for a while I was packing a ghost
If you get outta line then I'm cracking wit ghost
Might dunk Ona nigga like Shaq Ina post
Wtf you ain't kno ima dog not a goat
I kno how it feel to be left Ina dark
I done climbed out the mud wasn't nun but heart
Ain't about gettin caught it's about moving smart
How you riding a wave that you ain't even start
You ain't kno that a fool n his money shall part
Niggas rapping for clout Tryn get Ona charts
I'm just painting a picture it's part of my art
Niggas pray for a name I be praying for blocks
Ion pray for the pain I done been thru a lot
Nigga free ynv they got caught wit that mop
Shit it coulda been me I got caught wit that Glock
I be feeling like Franklin I walk wit that chop
You could push up on me n I bet it get stopped
Ian showing no irons cuz this ain't a prop
Keep saying my name nigga might be a cop
Nigga think I'm the lick he keep asking to swap
All u hear is a click n a nigga get dropped
Niggas kno they was fans who converted to opps
Niggas tell on they man then convert into ahk
Ian been at the crib I been playing my flop
Ion fuck wit your man cuz he move like a narc
All I need is a bitch who gon give up the drop
Make em think wit his dick ima send em a bop

Written by:
Jalil Giles

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