Songtexte Op4 - Floe

Stop telling people your dreams if they don't see your vision
You made it here without your team I don't see it as winning
I guess my team different
I can't celebrate
Unless all of my fellas straight
They sent my homie upstate
That's a hell of a place
I think to back when were teens
We'd hit the streets every night it seemed
Young and carefree clubbing was our therapy
Whatever spot was popping
We were there without an option
Sneaking in so late our mommas used to try to tell us stop it
Young n Reckless but we built a bond that's tough as tetris
I met this chick that when she want some dick she call for breakfast
Bacon and eggs when I'm done I'll be making her beg
You play me once I guarantee you won't play me again
A cold ass beat they know I'm bringing the heat
I told the bro peep,
That's not ya crib if only her name is on the lease
You out here trynna be a dog you know you on a leash
I give em game I ain't trynna preach
Nowadays I'm more selective who I call my brothers
We got each other if we ever should fall
How many numbers can you call
When your back's against the wall
Only a few that's why I always keep my circle small
And that's real look,
Lord forgive us when we sin we just trynna win
I need a shot of the Tito's don't really do the gin
My homie wrote me from the pen I told him keep his head up
He said I'm seeing what you doing nigga don't you let up
Never that though
Focused on the cash flow
Trynna make our stash grow
Gotta watch these snakes and keep the grass mowed
One hit of the gas whoa, have sinking like you in a black hole
Lessons learned as the pressure burns
Let's get it straight like a hair with perm
I'm less concerned if we ain't talking them dead presidentials
I give em game that's essential
You ain't getting paper they don't care about credentials
That's why these guys be out here living out facades
When you dig a little deeper see their story's flawed
Everything is fraud
They don't own them cars
They be flying out these girls
They be even paying broads
It ain't tricking if you got it though
I see it different so you got it bro
Am I trynna live or maintain
Everyday I ask myself the same thing
Everybody gang gang until they hear that bang bang
That's the gavel or the rattle from a stray
How many go astray 'cause no one showed em the way
I'm on they neck like shoulder blades
From the era where you disrespect we throw them fades
But nowadays they shoot like Curry and Klay
Bust them shots then they scurry away
Another face that's on a shirt
Why they make it cool to take these perks?
Why they copy so much but act like they did it first?
Paying homage is like taboo to these raps dudes
If I Iike it I support it know that I'm a fan too
We stick together then we can't lose
But they ain't ready for that convo
Stay on point like Lonzo
For the team go Lebron mode
Who would've thought he would play with Rondo
I guess anything is possible that's word to KG
Watch out for the KDs
They be hopping on the bandwagon when you winning
But when you're down and bad you never see em with em