Jaywop - Gambling

What you gone do for your family when it's time eat
My heart so cold everywhere I go, I gotta pack the heat
You gotta watch yo lil potnas, some of em tryna leach
Some things the teachers couldn't teach us, we had to hit the streets
Yea and I been gambling, like damn near all of my life
Ain't doing no plumbing, gotta ride with that pipe
And all the demons I been battling, but I just gotta do right
They cut my wings but I still gotta take flight
They always told me I would be a star
The pain, thoughts in my brain, I twist it, roll it in a gar
And I be damned if I leave this earth and I don't make it far
How the fuck imma speak about foreign, I don't got a car
Imma still rock out just like a guitar
120 in a fucking rental
All it took was to pick up that pencil, and turn on an instrumental
You gotta think before you act cause shit gets consequential
I had a good heart and then they ripped my shit right off the gristle
My Pops say slow down son, you can't portray that image
Fuck it Pops, these pussy niggas gotta know that I'm with it
They turned they back, I had they back when everybody didn't
I sip the drank to ease the pain, and take away my feelings
They ain't wanna talk to me, no conversation, or no discussions
I was dressing bummy and dusty, bitches ain't wanna fuck me
Now when they see me in public, they rushing trying to touch me
Seeing my bitch leave that's when I grew the love for money
Yea and I been gambling, like damn near all of my life
Ain't doing no plumbing, gotta ride with that pipe
And all the demons I been battling, but I just gotta do right
They cut my wings but I still gotta take flight
My heart big, but it's cold just like the winter
I cut these niggas short cause they rap cap and they all pretenders
And I can't wait till I'm on tour I'm doping in a sprinter
These hoes be choosers, niggas losers, imma fucking winner
When they stopped answering calls, knew what it really was
That's why I'm anti, don't fuck with you, no daps or hugs
When they dirt on my name, I climbed up out that mud
And out that mud I came a soldier, then I ran it up
You can keep your diamonds and fashion, I'm really bout that action
We spin your block just for capping, then act like nothing happened
Remember the time when ain't have it but no not Michael Jackson
I knew I had a lil talent but now I got the passion
Just cause I dress hood, I look good and I'm from the ghetto
I'm still a young black man but you can catch this metal
I had to separate myself, I'm on a different level
I made it out I'm so special, now tell em fuck the devil
Yea and I been gambling, like damn near all of my life
Ain't doing no plumbing, gotta ride with that pipe
And all the demons I been battling, but I just gotta do right
They cut my wings but I still gotta take flight

Written by:
Jalen Lampkin

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