Silver - W.A.A.K

One time for the one time nigga
Wildin as a kid, know how that goes
Prolly sneak a shordie in through the back door
Ahh
Only want me for the gat tho
How she tryna milk a nigga when she lactose
Ahh
Go crazy
Momma on the text, sending checks for my safety
Looking for direction, she stressing me daily
Foot up on my neck it effected me greatly
Protecting them babies
One time for the one time/
Special shout out to the niggas on the frontline moppin sht
I was tryna get my MySpace rockin
Top 8 she ain't make it, now in my face poppin sht
Hold up
Now you actin kinda sloppy, hypocrite you need to stop it, ain't in yours how you gon trip
Hold up
I was gaming for the hobby, pro skater doing ollies til the brodie hit me on the flip
Unh
Back, forth
Side to side
Argue with my conscience I ain't tryna stay inside
Gotta take a risk when you in demand, so I took them keys to my momma van
Start it up and we rolling
Late night mobbing
We just tryna live, something more than just surviving
Nappy headed niggas tryna see the world
Celebrating every day we see it unfurl
Wild lil ones
Wildin as a kid, know how that goes
Prolly sneak a shordie in through the back door
Ahh
Only want me for the gat tho
How she tryna milk a nigga when she lactose
Ahh
Go stupid
Mind get polluted
Hard to escape on ya fate when it's rooted
Niggas bussin triggers but the city poppin
At the function got me diddy boppin
Another day in the life
Juggling the wrong and the right
Inhibitions, they be gone outta sight
When you no longer righteous
Young niggas
Count ya blessings every time you see the sun nigga
Pulled the gun and we scrambling
No time for gambling
Before they lay them candles and ya body in an ambulance
Everybody sprinting tryna stay alive
I remember this exactly why I stay inside
Niggas crazy out here boy
Unh
Back, forth
Here and there
Argue with my conscience shoulda never left the crib
Had to take a risk I was in demand, when I took them keys to my momma van
Start it up, we was vibing
Til niggas started shooting
So we had to break, hit the skates and we moving
Just some hood babies jumping out the cradle
Cant wait to laugh about it at the lunch table
Wild lil ones
Wildin as a kid, know how that goes
Prolly sneak a shordie in through the back door
Ahh
Only want me for the gat tho
How she tryna milk a nigga when she lactose
Ahh
Go crazy
Momma on the text, sending checks for my safety
Looking for direction, she stressing me daily
Foot up on my neck it effected me greatly
Protecting them babies

Written by:
Steven Silver

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