Xlilmarcj - NBA

I know that times are tough, can't let that shit get to me
I was running round the whole block holding felonies
If he run up we gone put him on a fuckin tee
My Nigga locked up he gone be out in a fuckin week
Keep that bag comin in
If a nigga die kno we got it in
Remember niggas hatin, now we gotta win
Lil shawty comin show her how to live
I knew i grew up on some hard times
If you see me runnin I'm runnin on both sides
I got niggas from the way, n they all slimes
You see me rockin supreme w them Gucci slides
I got money on the way i won't never lie
I put that shit right on my mom n my nigga who died
We was runnin round as kids now i look to the sky
I wish i could jus hug him n tell em it's fine
My nigga was really w it he carried a 9
N If that nigga ever called me you kno imma slide
I was out there in them trenches one hell of a ride
I know they hated on me
I know that love isn't free
You cut me so hard so deep
N now I'm taking Percocets jus to sleep
I know that times are tough, can't let that shit get to me
I was running round the whole block holding felonies
If he run up we gone put him on a fuckin tee
My Nigga locked up he gone be out in a fuckin week
Keep that bag comin in
If a nigga die kno we got it in
Remember niggas hatin, now we gotta win
Lil shawty comin show her how to live
Imma show you how to live
People always tryna tell me how to fuckin live
I was down bad hittin lics jus to get up
Now you see me flexed up, I'm countin up a check huh.
You see me driving in a coupe now
Hit the road all we see is scenic views now
N this bitch hit me up n said i hate you sell weed
I said girl that's the only thing I'll ever need
I been trappin since a youngin Age of 18
I've been runnin with some youngins tryna kill dreams
I was facing hella charges tryna get clean
But now I'm fuckin up a bag poppin green beans
I've been all alone thinking
With your bitch all night n she geeking
Long drive home you know I've been thinking
Party so damn long on a weekend
I know that times are tough, can't let that shit get to me
I was running round the whole block holding felonies
If he run up we gone put him on a fuckin tee
My Nigga locked up he gone be out in a fuckin week
Keep that bag comin in
If a nigga die kno we got it in
Remember niggas hatin, now we gotta win
Lil shawty comin show her how to live

Written by:
Marcus Ryba

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