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Matter for your soul
Ah
I feel like I did it with growth (growth)
What if I didn't approach? (What if?)
Niggas were all in the way
Smokes till the clip is a roach
Politics all through the set
Ain't nobody getting my vote (nobody)
Hustle, we call it a check (check)
I'm just tryna get me the most (most)
I'm just tryna get it to ride (ride)
I'm just tryna get it to roll (roll)
I know what you're feeling inside (i know)
But you gotta look at your soul (look)
Know that I'm back on the mission (mission)
Pull up; we're matching them benzo
I grew with addicts and dealers
Smokes till they're finally religious
Feel like I did it with pride (pride)
Kept my integrity one of a kind
Feel like I did it with crime (i was crime)
If it wasn't this, then it probably was crime
Mommy got tired of telling me the same shit
I'm going to the block (I'm out)
I done seen a nigga talk tough, get shot
I ain't with the cops (wreck)
I done seen a nigga switch sides when his brother ain't with the ops (dumb!)
I done watched fellas do shit on the stove
Fucking up the pot (picked it up)
I done felt pain they never felt
When we called for aid, they never helped (never)
Mommy wasn't with the bullshit
It was belt to ass with another belt (aah)
I be listening to a lot of niggas
Talking about the drugs that they never dealt (ah)
I be listening to the bad bitches in the club (ah)
Talking how they love theyself
I be hearing a whole lot of shit
Honestly, I pay it no mind (no mind)
Treat life like a fourth down on the goal line, now it's go time (go time)
We ain't never seen a dope line (never)
Friendearly in the morning, baby
No cola, but we had a coke grind (yummy)
Really got it off the corner, baby (aah)
Options we ain't really had none
Praying for the day the cash come
Pops ran up in the bank, told 'em give it up
Really a my dad's son, popped a plan on how to rob shit (papo)
It was cops and robbers with a cap gun (remember)
I ain't really with the blood shit
Don't know who these niggas got they swag from? (Who?)
My bad years, seen niggas drop tears if they had a bad month
You ain't never had the cash up, cuz the last run fucked your back up (aah)
Only thing make your mood change is a face down and an ass up (bend over)
Check my eye, come with mood swings
But I'm real cool if the bag up (cool)
Niggas know I did it for the hood
When you look at me throw your flag up (roller)
The honeys, yeah, I let 'em go short
But the money, know I couldn't pass up
I be listening to a lot of niggas
Talk about the drugs that they never dealt (ah)
I be listening to the bad bitches in the club
Talking how they love theyself (ah)
I be hearing a whole lot of shit
Honestly, I pay it no mind (no mind)
Treat life like a fourth down on the goal line now it's go time (go time)
I be listening to a lot of niggas
Talk about the drugs that they never dealt (ah)
I be listening to the bad bitches in the club
Talking how they love theyself (ah)
I be hearing a whole lot of shit; honestly, I pay it no mind
Treat life like a fourth down on the goal line now it's go time (go time)



Writer(s): David Brewster Jr., Trevor Gerard Utterback


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