Dependency lyrics

Yeah, uh, it’s for my..., n*ggas
My... real, n*ggas
My Canada n*ggas
It’s the realest sh*t I ever wrote
It’s the illest sh*t she’ll ever quote

Uh, I know these n*ggas love to hate me but f*ck it, I’m with it
I’m running the city!
A buck fifty for them b*tches were a bucket of fifty
Swiss cheese for some n*ggas I’m f*cking with swiftly
And break bread with all them n*ggas is hustling with me
I know the feeling I felt it before feeling it
Screw fake city I felt it before grilling it
I grew up fast, too much cash
In the brain of this n*gga, that ain’t blew up fast
I send prayers to my mom though, my mind on the dime though
I’mma keep kickin', till I’m looking like Rolando
Stress is my feeling, cause I’m feeling it’s my time though
Knowing I’mma kill it, I’m the illest from my time bro
Time zone, time switch, I get grind, get money and a mind switch
I’m in a mosh pit, with no money, so hungry than a live pit
Before the country I rap it cause it’s my sh*t
I, guess I'm seeing how you n*ggas get
If I was on my face, you wouldn’t give a n*gga sh*t
So f*ck you all young owe a n*gga enough
And everybody’s selling dreams and most of the n*ggas bluffing
Ain’t gotta brag, and boast a n*gga, I’m coming
They know what they’re f*cking fear
They show it all in the public
Yeah, but I can see them through my third eye
We gonna be on top, shots watching from the bird’s eye
View from the school, no rules where the birds lie
I was in the basement, trying to get the words out
All the brothers locked up for trying to put some birds out
Million on this case they was trying to bring the herd out
He tried to feed his family, trying to see a Grammy
Working so hard, I ain’t got time to see my family
n*ggas on the B role, they’ll be f*cking with me
That if I don't make this rapping they go back to selling kilos
You gotta understand that a n*gga like me I was raised where
If you got a beef, you throw the hands back
f*ck what your man’s at!
If it’s going down, it’s right now for the hand clap
You down, and you staring back, back to my bullsh*t
Used to chill with n*ggas that was strapped with a full clip
Squad up type n*ggas, started problems over bullsh*t
But he never caught up, look how he was brought up
Stay up on your feet, cause the closest n*ggas harm ya
Breaking the alarms up, we was doing bad like there was no such thing as karma
Shout my n*gga, that’s the way, he didn’t have no armor
Had my n*gga, Big leaning like he was out from....
I can’t see it any further
Lot of single mothers, I ain’t seeing any fathers
She don't see either
Maybe on the weekend, if you see some cooking decent, and
He'll probably call her, and she'll probably spoil him, and
Been rich, went broke, then rich again
With all that I’ve seen and found a lot of missing friends, n*ggas
That was just pretend, f*ck the bails, skip the pen
Riding like District 10, a hundred bands just to spin
Rumor a n*gga whispering, what’s a n*gga whispering
To a mother f*cker that ain’t listening, and b*tches just
Jump on a n*gga di*k, ride it cause a n*gga sick
Then the buzz dying, all the mother f*cking b*tches dip
I don’t give a f*ck now, made a n*gga numb now
b*tch who’s going dumb, and I’ll never plan the dumb down
I face it, going harder, then it’s bass and its sounds fair
Let the game play and I'll make a goal like a touch down!
I put that on Syriah, I’m on fire
Get a mother f*cking grip, n*gga bald tire
f*ck these n*gga and these b*tches, they are all liars
But got n*ggas and some b*tches, n*gga bonfires
Yeah, and I'm forever on some fly sh*t
I’mma draw the line, you n*ggas pick who you gonna ride with
Shot goes out to Nipsey, I f*ck with you for f*cking with me
Half of n*ggas is pussies, you pus*y n*ggas is di*kies
Hickies left on my neck from a b*tch, I swear that she get me
Me and her both know that she only here for my Benjies
Roldses, Benzes, and Bentleys
Politics couldn't prevent me
So all you n*ggas resent me for all the hate that you send me
But, it's okay though, I only came up
Sense for the future, back in high school
Teachers called me a looser
Cause she thought that I was focused on banging, soo woopin'
f*ck you for not using
The better side of you and judging the young n*gga
With dreams and aspirations for making my funds bigger
Aye, a lot of things I had to figure out
So fake sh*t don’t ever come about this n*gga mouth!
n*gga, Canada! Aha! Live n*gga trying to sh*t on me, it’s all good n*gga
I’m about to get mine n*gga, when I get it don’t ask me for nothing, n*gga
I don’t owe a n*gga nothing, n*gga
Yeah! And all my n*ggas back home, we gonna get there in a minute my n*gga
We gonna get this money!