Текст песни Currently - Jones Strap

Fuck it they say we winning but we trespassing
They couldn't believe it but on my next life is
Always looking rich, feeling like I'm Mike Tyson
Beating life with kgs, tripping with my fresh nikies
Don't do no dumb, I'm always getting fresh money
Nigga say he tough put him in a sober machine
Shorty say she smart, two niggas on the phone rides
Niggas rich, popping shit, feel like who's jamming
Let's get it, Purify me with all these pills
Pop shit back2back feeling happy with all these chills
And my niggas strapped they be popping with me too
And my niggas addicts you know that shit make we cool
Rapping out anxiety lol
I be talking to my son but I'm still scared bout love
Talking to Allah, pray so he gon let me stuck
Imma fight life Imma keep g my niggas up
Soo many times I cried, wish I could double up
Soo many love in disguise, i need to run up my cup
I swear my mama unhealthy, she use to be in the lab
She got into an accident and now it's very hard to nap, that's fact
In a time in Life patience is a key
But I fucked with groupies and they told me hatred was 4 free
And shoutout to all the Niggas who be reaching out for me
Love to all the niggas who streaming me for free
That's real
And it get to a time when niggas feel they bigger than you
Go ask my momma I been doing shit myself even my daddy with us
I bet y'all niggas ain't feeling it
I bet y'all niggas ain't hearing it
I bet y'all niggas ain't seeing it
I bet y'all niggas ain't touchin it
Two different niggas riding all along
But they got two different dreams they be fighting for
Aye, two different bitches riding all for love
But they got one same dick they be chasing for
And I got whole bunch ah niggas they be fighting for love
Another midnight she be calling for fuck
Ask big rollie the game change yet
It's just some big bag rolling cos my niggas got good luck
Last time in love she be fucking with my trust
Critical conditions she be making my mind bust
Why Jesus loved us but he died on the cross
Broke bad on my dick now I turned into a boss
Broke last month mane I felt that I was lost
Getting high all day as if my answers in my cup
Love me or hate me that shit ain't gon hurt my heart
Wake up early morning smoke some wed and miss my son
Flipping up my pages you know we came out from the mud
Since my browdy died I always look up in the clouds
Damn dawg, hope you niggas bless me from above
Damn son why you pull my locks I can cry
All this while I spend my time on niggas and leave my son
Many decisions run in my mind makes I cry
These days I really gotta heal and got to shine
That's fact like why God created man just like his prime