Triple Dub - Wouldn't Understand

Wouldn't understand the way I'm feelin'
Even through the pain still I'm healin'
Member all the days tryna be a hero now I'm gettin' treated like a villain
Hung around them niggas into dealings
Niggas uppin' tools so we drillin'
Chasin' after bread stackin' up the dead's till, I see the money hit the ceiling
Yeah, you know I'm runnin' up the doe
Only love the gang not a hoe
Only thang that changed was the flow
I'll do anything for the bros
Screaming fuck an opp till he gone
Mikey go insane do the most
Let the 40 bang he a ghost
Turn him to a strain blow his soul
Member the days I was plottin' to fill empty pockets
I went and picked up the scale
I play it smart, so I don't see the cell when they lock it
Momma ain't payin' the bail
All bout my brothers I'm droppin' you oppy we poppin'
Bitch Ima send you to hell
I'm tryna cop me some diamonds that's matchin' the 'Rari
My whip and wrist lookin' pale
No, I cannot take you serious yall niggas funny
Yall niggas like Chip and Dale
My cuzzo he put me on to a plug in the islands
He sent a brick through the mail
I gave lil shawty the dick and she told me she loved me
That's what you call show and tell
Gas hella green like I'm chiefin' the kale
She feelin' me like she readin' in braille
Strap automatic pull up and we blastin'
The scene it be tragic
Ya momma she panic
Ball like I'm Dragić
My bitch is Hispanic she love when I'm snatchin' her soul like a bandit
Shawty a fiend and I ain't even plan it
This wood got me high I'm on another planet
The glue had some seeds so Ima go and plant it
Then flip out the pot so I can go and manage
Wouldn't understand the way I'm feelin'
Even through the pain still I'm healin'
Member all the days tryna be a hero now I'm gettin' treated like a villain
Hung around them niggas into dealings
Niggas uppin' tools so we drillin'
Chasin' after bread stackin' up the dead's till, I see the money hit the ceiling
Yeah, you know I'm runnin' up the doe
Only love the gang not a hoe
Only thang that changed was the flow
I'll do anything for the bros
Screaming fuck an opp till he gone
Mikey go insane do the most
Let the 40 bang he a ghost
Turn him to a strain blow his soul
Turn 'em to stain just for playing games ain't no looking down on me
And I got enough to load it up again I got a couple rounds on me
I done been up and I done been down but always come back again
I get you a fan but watch you coming I gotta protect the brand
Member movin' sticky wit' my niggas wit' me make a 150 from a bow
Now the stu be litty we on go till we makin' 750 for a show
Don't call me fam you not one of the bros I been cuttin' ties it can happen again
Ian been the same ever since my lil cousin and put that on dawg it won't happen wit' them
Wouldn't understand the way I'm feelin'
Even through the pain still I'm healin'
Member all the days tryna be a hero now I'm gettin' treated like a villain
Hung around them niggas into dealings
Niggas uppin' tools so we drillin'
Chasin' after bread stackin' up the dead's till, I see the money hit the ceiling
Yeah, you know I'm runnin' up the doe
Only love the gang not a hoe
Only thang that changed was the flow
I'll do anything for the bros
Screaming fuck an opp till he gone
Mikey go insane do the most
Let the 40 bang he a ghost
Turn him to a strain blow his soul

Written by:
Jalen Jones

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