Lyrics 4:06 am - CT Finesse

406 am

Why we always praise the trap cus that's always
Wher we at
That's Wher I found my heart an soul
why we always feel attached
See we'll hug the block for love but that bitch don't
love ya back
The game the same but players change you can
Die jus for a stack

I been shedding bloody tears
But I'm facin all my fears
My brother locked up in that cell but
I ain talked to em in years
My oldest brother walk wit demons
but our relationship secured

My mama son moved to Atlanta
he the one keep up my spirit
Told hot rod jus keep the faith my
nigga know I'm on the way
My baby sister den got pregnant
I pray for a healthy baby

My big sister off the bricks was
Facin life that shit was crazy
Tell the twins twins I lovem daily
jus stay down an get the paper
My lil daughter daddy baby
Cus of you I'm never lazy

Give u the world or I die
Tryin I'm forever dedicated
put the weed down for a second
Change my thoughts and meditation
put my heart up in a box and
Sent that bitch on a vacation

You can't ride up on my wave or
watch my channel change the station
I know I ain't for erbody hatin
on me ain nuthin major
No I ain for everybody hatin on
Me ain nothin major
They gone watch how I evolve I
'm jus goin through some Phases

But this the get back
That shit that get u killed
or wit a shit bag
If I talk it I can walk coordinating
My shit ain't mis match
An I hear them pussy whispers speak
up on it wit yo bitch ass
Had so many niggas turn I watch my
Back damn near got whip lash
Ion care to share yo songs cus I ain
Like it shit was pure trash
Niggas couldn't Eemm walk a mile
Off in my shoes u woulda been crashed

He ain know I was gone put it
All together found out to fast
Wen I shoot to score Ima leave
It on the floor I jus couldn't pass

Sold it pound for pound
Good weed be makin that noise
In other words it's loud
Go pound for pound I'll knock some
Shit over don't get caught outta bounds
I sniff em out they smellin like pussy
I'm like a bloody hound
Call the blick my baby mama
Why this bitch gone get around
Oh u think I do to much well
Shid tell me wat u thinkin now
Can't grab the phone an call hero no moe
That's all I think about

No checking be player stay
patient sit back an u peep the routes
Scope his page he movin to
Sloppy his move gone be announced

Them bitches dead dead
heard wat I said said
I'm seein red red Pulled out that yea yea
An fill em wit lead lead

I'm trynna split Medulas splill
Noodles we aim for head heads
To proper big shotta big oppa...
Knocked out his dread dreads

Pussy boys ain't ready for me
If it's up jus press the button
Just the intro to my tape bet
they feel that pressure comin
Wen they see me they feel u
u knowI'm forever thuggin
Get at me I get at yu u know
I ain Neva runnin
If I said it I den done it need
My flowers by the bundle
That lil nigga on to something