AreAyEm - wait a second, let me grab my G.U.N

Now the dreams still growing
While the streets stay blowing
And them trees get folded
For some babies at the crib

These beans stay frozen
Like some bread get loafin
So the glocks stay loaded
Now they shooting up the

I work too many damn days and too many damn hours
To come back to this apartment and take another cold shower
Got the gas line calling, Energy cutting power
But it's gonna be ok cuz I'm getting paid by the hour

Hourly turning sourly
Calling that sour bread
Cuz all the money we making is going straight to they heads
But maybe mine too
Cuz I've been lied to
By the woman that I'm tied to
Escaping it yea I tried to
But money's not where my mind moves
So something's gotta change
And honestly that's something I don't really wanna explain

Cuz the streets looking chosen
And this normal life is potent
So they know we got it loaded
Just don't forget the babies at the crib

And them dreams still growing
While the streets stay blowing
And them trees get folded
For some babies at the crib

These beans stay frozen
Like some bread get loafin
So the glocks stay loaded
Now they shooting up the debt

The dreams still growing
While these streets stay blowing
And Tress get folded
For some babies at the crib

These beans stay frozen
Like some bread get loafin
So the glocks stay loaded
Now they shooting up the debt

Two verses
So two chances
To tell you what the truth is
I'm ruthless
I'm getting paid now, you now i'm bout to prove it
Gold teeth
Diamond plated
Weed growing
Not educated
Burn them up
So they get cremated
Hang them up by the chandelier

I think it's pretty clear
They listen to what they want to hear
I'm going mental
Tryna give them that presidential
Paying their mortgage like some rentals
It's not enough

I'm getting too cold I'm feel frozen
Wish I could still be up smokin
But I'll smoke some oxytocin
So I labor a life unchosen

Cuz the streets be looking chosen
And this normal life is potent
So they know I got it loaded
Just can't forget my babies at the crib

And their dreams still growing
While these streets stay blowing
And them trees get folded
For some babies at the crib

These beans stay frozen
Like some bread get loafin
So the glocks stay loaded
Now they shooting up the debt

These dreams still growing
While these streets stay potent
No more trees get folded
Ain't no babies at the crib

These beans stay frozen
Like they got some bread loafin
So the glocks getting loaded
One way to shoot up the debt

No more
No more
No more
No more

Oh na na na

No more
No more

Oh na na na

Oh na na na

Written by:
Chayse Ramos

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