[Verse-Jonesy Boy]
I committed day 1 cocaine my lane
My pops didn’t raise me the streets they made me
I never fold , I never tell , I never squeal , I rather be killed
Promise to god that’s on my mama that’s on yo mama bitch I’m for real
Everyday struggle , everyday hustle , everyday grind I’m in the field
Bitch Ian no gentlemen
Bitch know I’m screaming I’m innocent
Bitch know I’m stacking up benjamins
Bitch know I’m sliding
Bitch know that Lexus be gliding
Bitch know that Yukon sit high
Bitch know I’m serving the pack
And my niggas be strapped
And we ready for violence for real
R.I.P. to my dad he left me so sad I’m trying to fall back off the pills
Salute-salute to my mama put up with my drama
That shit there be crazy forreal
2 bids down the road and I’m still catching loads
Tf is you talmbout a deal
Fuck a sign I’m riding round like 2 chains
Getting my money forreal
Fuck ya name ya gang you pussy fuck nigga Jonesy dgaf how you feel
(HOOK-Wrightway Dee) :
I committed myself to this shit to get out of the streets and make way for the people that’s under me
Wun no father figure to tell me go get it
I stayed in my lane and I let the shit come to me
I been gettin some money and handling my business
It ain’t no way ima let you get under me
I work to hard for this shit trying to get
It ain’t no way ima let you take some from me
When I was down I couldn’t even get a call
Now that I’m up I’m the one that they call
She fucked around and told me that she love me
I’m just trying to fuck ain’t no feelings involved
Free all my niggas that’s behind the wall
When you get out know we havin a ball
When it come down to hoes know we having them all
Take a trip to my closet bitch this ain a mall
[VERSE-Wrightway] :
Use to think about crashing cause mama didn’t have it dress up in all black like assassins
Ain’t this shit like magic ?
How I was just down then I linked up with bro crazy how this shit happen
I was balling big bruh he was trapping
I was later committed to rappin
Ain’t no cap in this shit that I’m rappin
We found love with this shit it’s a passion
Told that hoe that it’s water on me and she knew that I would be a star not Patrick
If you know big bruh Jonesy gone have what you need it ain’t even no need in you asking
Bitch I already ate but I’m sweating a Mill for my son Rest In Peace to my daddy
If you part of that gang then you got you a plate
For my mama ima buy her a mansion
(WrightWay)
(HOOK-Wrightway Dee) :
I committed myself to this shit to get out of the streets and make way for the people that’s under me
Wun no father figure to tell me go get it
I stayed in my lane and I let the shit come to me
I been gettin some money and handling my business
It ain’t no way ima let you get under me
I work to hard for this shit trying to get
It ain’t no way ima let you take some from me
When I was down I couldn’t even get a call
Now that I’m up I’m the one that they call
She fucked around and told me that she love me
I’m just trying to fuck ain’t no feelings involved
Free all my niggas that’s behind the wall
When you get out know we havin a ball
When it come down to hoes know we having them all
Take a trip to my closet bitch this ain a mall