Rest in peace to every n*gga we lost
It's been a cold year
I'm on a mission ain't got no fear
They try to push us to the back
We still shining like blood diamonds
This our grind, f*ck timing
Ain't on my knees every night
God know my heart
Been smoking more than i'm praying
I gotta fix that part
Ride the same rims that got my homie smoked in these streets and acting like it can't happen to me
So numb to this sh*t and now its hard to look his mama in the eyes because she's reminded every time I ride by
Dollar sign in my name reminds me i'm still a slave
Just hoping all this vanity don't send me to the grave
I just wanna get paid my n*gga
Is that too much to ask?
It seems illegal the only way I can get to it fast
Start to f*ck with this rap and I try to build up a name
You think you fire, I can show you the flame
Criticized cause I do my own sh*t
f*ck who you flow with
Hate collabing, all ya'll do is ride di*k
Now they made cause they city behind me I been here 13 years
Another level I ain't got no peers
From when they give you dap then they talk behind your back
They caught up in they fantasies we out here speaking facts
I know the truth gon' hurt, let that motherf*cker sting
Cause no matter how you see it I do my motherf*cking thing
And i'm doing it bigger
Boarded the plane
Shout out to spitta
Don't need no instagram yall gettin the picture
Was years in the making
The cake been baking
We gonna ball
Hieroglyphics check the writing on the wall
Running laps around the ones I used to look up to
Middle finger at the opposition like f*ck you
Staring at the ceiling fan going on instrumentals
Bottom to the top I guess i'm somewhere in the middle
Staying original with the riddles, piece together the puzzle
They wanted to hold him back, they tried to give him a muzzle
Came up out the gutter, now its nothing but strikes
I been beasting and ya'll caught up in hype
And all i ever wanted was the steak and the shrimp
And now I be the only hat that do it for the pimp
And all the fallen soldiers, i swear i see them in my dreams
Definition of the trill, i can show you what it mean
Third coast king
All i wanted was the steak and the shrimp
And now i be the only hat that do it for the pimp
And all the fallen soldiers i swear i see them in my dreams
Definition of the trill, i can show you what it mean
Third coast king