C. Will - Senses

Don’t need my necklace to be flood in the middle
Bro locked up he was thuggin a little
Still got a few bros that be swangin them pistols
Wack you off if don’t make them no difference
Seems like now a days all these women be trickin
All they want is money and attention
Why all my people got the wrong intentions
I gotta stay down gotta stick to my senses yea
Seems like nowadays when these people start making change everything stop making cents
I understand you want the windows with the tints
I understand you wanna walk around with sticks
You think you big and bag cuz you made some cash selling gas on the corner coolin steady posted wit your click
There’s more to life than growing up to pay the rent
Wish you could take back all the cash that you done spent
I gotta get this cream homie
Stand tall for anybody that done leaned on me
Coming for the crown I’m on my way I’m steamrollin
Rolling with the mob can’t get caught with no free loaders
Can’t do no fakin only want the love that’s real
Tired of seeing all of my people getting killed
They say the more money you make more problems that’s for real
I gotta stay focused and move my momma to the hills yea
Don’t need my necklace to be flood in the middle
Bro locked up he was thuggin a little
Still got a few bros that be swangin them pistols
Wack you off if don’t make them no difference
Seems like now a days all these women be trickin
All they want is money and attention
Why all my people got the wrong intentions
I gotta stay down gotta stick to my senses yea
They see I’m starting to make some buzz so now they wanna steal my honey
Come from out the 937 had to grind to get the money
Ain’t shit funny bout the struggle
Grinding marathon continues word to Nipsey Hussle
LST them big dogs you cannot muzzle
Try me up my brother busting up your bubble
Say I’m only one for her now I’m confused Hoppin on these other dudes I heard that she swoop
Women nowadays do anything for some views
You do not know me
She acting up she say she wanna be my trophy
I said you tripping babygirl just keep it lowkey
And this hen I’m sippin got me moving slowly
Yea I’m sippin slowly
Mobbin out I’m steady ridin with the homies
Mobbin out I’m steady ridin with the homies
Oh Yea, yea, yea
Don’t need my necklace to be flood in the middle
Bro locked up he was thuggin a little
Still got a few bros that be swangin them pistols
Wack you off if don’t make them no difference
Seems like now a days all these women be trickin
All they want is money and attention
Why all my people got the wrong intentions
I gotta stay down gotta stick to my senses yea

Written by:
Christopher Williams

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