Under$tand

By Rod Wave

On Hunger Games

Released on December 7, 2016

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[Intro]

You want that Benz and shit?

You know? That fast money

Hope you know what come with this shit now

Shit


[Chorus]

I understand that you wanna ball, ayy

You want them bands and you want 'em all

But you gotta understand what's all involved

Like shootouts with the opps, run-ins with the law, ayy

This shit is ill, and it get flawed

And when shit get real, there's no one to call

Trustin' with your back turned will get you killed

And runnin' with your eyes closed, you're gonna fall


[Verse 1]

Ayy, ayy, shit get real in these streets, nigga

'Fore you jump off that porch, you better think, nigga

Is you ready for court dates every week, nigga?

'Cause you been grindin' from December to Dеcember

Pull up on your street, they start shootin' out thеm heat-seekers

Pull up on your block with them Glocks with green beams in 'em

Better watch your back, can't relax, it ain't sweet, nigga

The key is just stay on board, I hear they deletin' niggas


[Chorus]

I understand that you wanna ball, ayy

You want them bands and you want 'em all

But you gotta understand what's all involved

Like shootouts with the opps, run-ins with the law, ayy

This shit is ill, and it get flawed

And when shit get real, there's no one to call

Trustin' with your back turned will get you killed

And runnin' with your eyes closed, you're gonna fall


[Verse 2]

Fast is the wildest way of livin' 'cause you either gon' die or end up in prison

Ain't no suit and tie, just be Glocks and nines with niggas, sad to say

It's either way, it's gon' get you four flat tires, lil' nigga

And once you're in it, you're in it 'cause it's a trap

So if you ain't all in it to win it then fall back

Better keep your pistol and watch your niggas and cut 'em off

They hand you scissors, 'cause if not, they gon' stab you in your back


[Chorus]

I understand that you wanna ball, ayy

You want them bands and you want 'em all

But you gotta understand what's all involved

Like shootouts with the opps, run-ins with the law, ayy

This shit is ill, and it get flawed

And when shit get real, there's no one to call

Trustin' with your back turned will get you killed

And runnin' with your eyes closed, you're gonna fall