Chidi Breezy - Stuck In My Ways

Bitch I know that everyone's depending on me
Every day and night you know I had to go pray
I just told my little brother that I'm stuck in my ways
Lookin' in the mirror had to get out my way
I remember everybody tryna ride on my wave
If you can't save yourself then who the fuck can you save
I don't wanna see these niggas and these hoe's at my grave
Since a little boy I was tryna get paid
And I got my g's up
Ballin' like Ariza
Think I got amnesia
Who the hell is he bruh
Ice up on my neck so I think I need a freezer
Don't wanna feel the pain so I need some anesthesia
It was very nice to meet ya, where the hell you been
Loser loser loser all I wanna do is win
Indiana Hoosier I'm like Bird for the win
Shooter shooter shooter I may never shoot again
Don't give a fuck what you think
Watch what you say bout us
I ain't gon' say too much
They heard bout us
They ain't never learn bout us
Got a whole herd round us
Them birds round us
All this shit for the birds
Can't be fly round us
Got girls round us
All these diamonds and pearls they gon' shine round us
They trippin' now
Tryna go doubt on me, tryna go plot on me
They flippin' out
Cause I'm a prodigy, making em' proud of me
We drippin' now
And we so fly so clean
There ain't no I in team
Everything's not what it seems
I got a lot of dreams
And I swear you know too much
Nigga you know too much
Gotta be the goat you must
I cannot show no rust
All of them shots gon' bust
But this not a regular bust down
Nigga we still take the bus round
Know they ain't worried bout us now
Bitch I know that everyone's depending on me
Every day and night you know I had to go pray
I just told my little brother that I'm stuck in my ways
Lookin' in the mirror had to get out my way
I remember everybody tryna ride on my wave
If you can't save yourself then who the fuck can you save
I don't wanna see these niggas and these hoe's at my grave
Since a little boy I was tryna get paid
Bitch I'm forty-five on the beat like Michael Jordan
Bitch I'm so damn live if I'm ballin' then I'm scorin'
I was up until the night couldn't sleep until the morning
Nine o'clock at night I was up until the morning
Niggas losin' lives the community be mournin'
Bitch I'm so on fye I be ballin' like I'm Mourning
Look into my eyes if I want it ima own it
And atleast I gotta try cause some niggas scared to own it
Niggas always trippin' out boy you trippin' now
Niggas swear they got the sauce but it ain't ever drippin' out
Niggas talkin' all that shit put shit up in they fuckin' mouth
Talkin' all that ra ra but I swear you missin' out
Thirty-three up on my jersey ima ball like Pippen now
Niggas talk to bitches and they swear they pimpin' now
Ice up in my veins I got my niggas chillin' now
Wake up in the morning just to play the villain now
Bitch I know that everyone's depending on me
Every day and night you know I had to go pray
I just told my little brother that I'm stuck in my ways
Lookin' in the mirror had to get out my way
I remember everybody tryna ride on my wave
If you can't save yourself then who the fuck can you save
I don't wanna see these niggas and these hoe's at my grave
Since a little boy I was tryna get paid

Written by:
Chidi Ukaga

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