Ooo ooo
Going brazey
How the hell you gon’ smoke with no ashtray
How the hell you gon’ smoke, you ain’t even got no ashtray
How the hell you love me you don’t even know my last name
How the hell you with me but we sitting in a bad place
If I don’t speak to you when we in public is that a bad thing
Might spend my money a little different I never had pay
Nigga died before he had a chance to live that’s a sad case
How the hell I get in first I was in last place
It feels like we’re moving very slow but in a fast pace
Could have been rich but I ain’t listen to what my dad say
Now I’m getting older heart getting colder living in a bad place
Bitch told me to leave but when I be gon’ she got the sad face
I shoot my shot I roll my dice can’t go the wrong way
I gotta grind no I can’t stop no way
Why would I stop shit Imma just I just keep going (why)
Oh he got a knot shit but he probably owe it
Oh he got a lot shit he ain’t gotta show it
I keep going like I ain’t got no cause
See niggas die they ain’t had no trust (trust)
(Ain’t had no trust)
How the hell you gon’ smoke with no ashtray
How the hell you gon’ smoke, you ain’t even got no ashtray
How the hell you love me you don’t even know my last name
How the hell you with me but we sitting in a bad place
If I don’t speak to you when we in public is that a bad thing
Might spend my money a little different I never had pay
Nigga died before he had a chance to live that’s a sad case
How the hell I get in first I was in last place
How the hell I get in first it feel like a drag race
When they see you doing good they act like that’s a bad thing
How the hell Imma break you off when I ain’t never had change
They’d never know how I feel ‘cos they never had pain
I don’t know what do with the money I ain’t never had change
I don’t know what to do with the money I ain’t never had pain
(I don’t know what to do)
How the hell I get in first I was just in last place (wow)
When they hear the gun shot they take off like a drag race
How the hell you love me you barely know me that’s fucked up
Nigga trust who
Nigga trust what
Trust fucked up
Gotta stay out the way
These niggas they ain’t really your friends they be really fake
(Yea Yea)
Bro swings you know I’m swinging and it’s like a playground
I was trapped inside the hood but I found a way out
Paper waiting in some new music that shit played out
(Ye Ye)
How the hell you gon’ smoke with no ashtray
How the hell you gon’ smoke, you ain’t even got no ashtray
How the hell you love me you don’t even know my last name
How the hell you with me but we sitting in a bad place
If I don’t speak to you when we in public is that a bad thing
Might spend my money a little different I never had pay
Nigga died before he had a chance to live that’s a sad case
How the hell I get in first I was in last place
How the hell I get in first it feel like a drag race
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