Текст песни Turnt Back - Drew Famous

Yeah, yeah
Thank God every morning when I wake
And every night when I go to bed
Okay
Uh
Look

I don't need nothing from you
Got roaches and stems
All over the crib
My head spinning
Bro you know what it is
My legs lifted
Hopping into the Benz
As I look over my shoulder
God in control
My trust in this world at an all time low
That's why I been rolling this dope up
My mama told me say no
But I always wanted to grow up
I pray my confidence never get lower
I pray to God we don't lose no more soldiers
Every day
On God ain't none of y'all want problems
Don't start em
My papa raised me to fight 'em off 'em
My papa raised me to run the office
No problems I don't want 'em
Won't sold soul, no offers
I ain't sold for no profit
Gon' cop it
Gon' pop shit
I ain't really gon' stay to watch it
Stay to stop it
Not involved, won't say I squashed it
Muh' fuckers stay watching pockets
Bitch I might have lost it
I been off my rocker lately
Only God can save me
Jesus take the wheel
Something been drive me crazy
I'm still my mama's baby
Always just what God done made me
Fuck outta here
Ain't invite you to my conversation

Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain't acting perfect
I'm exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon

Shawty say that I'm a dog
I know I get that from my father
Don't trust the ones you love the most
I learned that from my mama
Nobody comes above us
And I told that to my
Wifey, daughter, brother
Cousins, partners
Standing on my morals
I couldn't build the home without the walls
Real n****s taught me
How to keep the laws without the Law
How to build without the fall
The homie died
The broski slid
I got the call
No questions asked
We handled that
Without a talk
Sometimes I pray to my savior
Ask how he dealt with hate
All them efforts they made
To change his face
Ain't change his fate
My cuz was facing life
But coming home
Ain't even change his date
That's why I think
You boys is fake
Too little and
Too fucking late
Bitch

Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain't acting perfect
I'm exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon

At it for certain
Ain't no actors round my person
I been made that for sure
Since I was back there in my burner
I been sat for a second
Now I'm back to stretching
I get sacrificial for the bag
Nah I'm kidding
Go hit Saks get fitted
I ain't even tripping
Bout no competition
I been sitting back and laughing with 'em
In the back with the bitches
Tossing Monopoly cash at 'em
I don't stop for nobody
'Less they point the flash at him
Gon' attack when I flag at 'em
My bag different
It's way different
I swear it's

Funny how they only watching
When my back be turned
Stabbing on my back
Think that be hurting
Nah, bitch
You ain't acting perfect
I'm exactly why
The facts be worth it
They be faking shit
No plastic surgeon