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We ain't them bad guys they say that we are

A lot of bruddas want my shoes, they'll never make it as far

I see snakes in the grass, but I'm a lion in this ting

He was talking hard and now his mum's crying in this ting

Yo, I've been smoking weed 'til I feel them feelings go

A lot of people 'round me, so why do I still feel alone?

I ran my money up so high, these days, I can't keep it low

I used to see right through the lies, now I don't even know

I'm hearing all them rappers saying, "Stay down 'til you make it"

And preaching silly shit like, "Grind 'til you shine"

But in reality, most people in life been grinding for time

And life don't ever improvе, it's like we grind to survive

My first dеal was for half a mil', at the time, that was fine

But next time, I need a ten when I go sign on the line

What you been doing for your ends? 'Cause I'm providing for mine

The same man that used to plug me, I'm consigning a nine

I've been thinking 'bout Saint-Tropez, the third of July

Story of my life, you speak and I ain't heard of the guy

Yo, them man, they think 'bout hoes when I've got murder on mine

Free Melo, free B.A., they're my surgical guys

Nah, I don't care about the old days, who was running the ends

'Cause they ain't do it like we done it, man, them bruddas pretend

If you disrespect, we're coming, facts, it doesn't depend

I bust my neck down, my wrist down, and flooded the ends

Joe just bought a full pack, I bet he's coming again

Them man got plain Rollies, these days, that's nothing to Fred

Every six months, I pay a Rollie cover in rent

I done a grow view, got nicked for it, then done one again

Yo, they wanna talk, but there's nothing I can say to them

Why they call him Gucci when his funeral at H&M?

Capping on the net, that's some typical guys

Man can drill you in these streets or with these lyrics of mine

It was big fat racks a brudda had in my dreams

But I didn't know where to find 'em like my dad in my teens

Yeah, we all suffer from something round here, but don't happen to sneeze

Man got sick of being broke and call that trapping disease

Yeah, I've got girls flying from L.A., they're packing for weeks

Ten hour trips to fly across the world and go back on their knees

Had the plain Rollie yesterday, I'm back on the freeze

Bro's on his last three, going for Category D

Life sentence, that's Category A

We never had shit back in the day, but still miss back in the day

Girl, do you like me or you like me 'cause the fact that I'm paid?

I used to know, but now I can't 'cause all these racks in the way

Nah, we ain't the same if you've been slapped in your face

Or done funny shit with feds to avoid catching a case

You know it's war on the road

A man got clipped down on ****, corn in his neck, that was awfully close

Yo, they see what I do, they go copy after

Got my youngin shaving heads, guess he's a proper barber

Heat the nine up in the water, then it's locking faster

Fredo stays with them bits, I'm like some Tropicana

They've been tryna drill me out, but tell them niggas to stop

'Cause I don't reply to no drillers that ain't killing their opps

Blaze niggas up, know we do that for sure

**** car like he's 2Pac Shakur