Текст песни In My Circle - Promonant feat. Yoda Five & Darango

Niggas in my circle they don't hesitate to murder shit
Best believe I'm talking first degree on every word I spit
Catch a body count on all these rappers that's superfluous
Define me in one word I say I'm turbulence with burning hits
Bad as you are baby you don't even have a clue
All the choices I could have but now I find myself with you
Take a gamble out of life and lemme see you make a move
I'm just playing my position, what's the odds that imma lose?
Ain't to many friends that made it
Loyalty is overrated
Real is deep inside my blood I pray to God that imma make it
Don't have time for all that faking
Waste a minute of my patience
It's a lot of niggas hating in yo face like they embrace it
Ain't no squares inside my circle mixing henny with that purple
Got me faded faded faded living life without no purpose
It's some friends you have to break from when they clearly don't deserve it
As I look around and see who's with me who the fuck is lurking?

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord
Just hoping he make it right
And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife
Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night

They scheming on me, plotting trying to get in my pockets homie
I had to get it by my lonely, been in the Port for so long these niggas so corny
Numbing my brain from the pain, that's why I'm rolling this OG
My nigga got hit in the field, and now I'm feeling alone B
Keep my head up cause I know lil bro would want me to do big things
Watch how I ball, do this shit for Jean, niggas outchea telling taller tales than Yao Ming
Niggas out here claim they 1K, counting up racks but people gone say what they say
Continue moving so fast, you didn't notice yo bitch gave me brain
Niggas just always wanting the fame, always throwing that dirt on my name
How I'm having premonitions of hearing Jah'rae from the crowd it rang?
Nigga watch how I ball, going to the skies nigga never lie
And you know what I'm bout to do, I hit that bitch and then she cry

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord
Just hoping he make it right
And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife
Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night

I don't really like to write shit, so imma write quick
You the type to walk in a party claim you pipe shit
But homeboy I'm not pressed by you, tryna fight and shit
Cause I love to tote, big lasers and love robbing shit
Yo lil hoe love my Trus and my Robbins bitch
I got one heart and that's for the gang, you know we mobbing bitch
We can drop his ass today cause I don't really like to wait
Catch me riding in the V, on the south these niggas snakes
Smoke dope like Jamaicans do, ripping shit what I love to do
Killing shit what we gotta do, if you looking fuck wrong witchu
Spit so much fire gotta wash it down with some VOSS
And all my niggas getting check, boss not talking Rick Ross
Niggas used to be TTB until we had a loss
Clapping on the East, so they set theyself up with the cost
I'm going in I'm going strong, rocking pink Polo Robins, I don't fuck with V-Lone
I'm in my prime, leave me alone, bitch I'm jocking me, nigga you keep copying me
They like my song, they back with fiends
Shut the fuck up I don't talk to you, we are not friends go broke then I'm robbing you
My team on my back like the Caveliers, usually I'm fresh so clean so casual
Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude
(Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude
You not fast lil dude... You not fast lil dude)
Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord
Just hoping he make it right
And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife
Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night