You gotta learn and gain Little bro flying hella birds till the burden came Picture this, haters me picture me on a burning plane If I go hell I’ll make salad in the burning flames A small change will a make person change This small rug is from the Persian range … took the long route way before the diversion came And now I’m sleeping on a virgin plane And I ain’t playing certain games With these clowns and I ain’t boarding on the circus train I got the lane assist in the ride When am high akh I turn it on So I ain’t swerving lanes We go to work but we don’t earn the sane We all got pain but it don’t burn the same I been burned by the sane flame twice see that third time round akh I burned the flame They call me dirty and I’ve earned my name I learned the game I had a bike before the German came And I was whizzing in my corsa like a Bentley way before I bought a car from the German range We go to work but we don’t work the same We go to work but we don’t earn the same … I’ll take this crack before I take the stand akh And I’ll rather no hands before I shake ya hand man
And life’s hard I go get myself They want me to drown but I can swim I want let myself If life’s a gamble let me bet myself I’m always handling the threat myself Man said b** turned opp I had to check myself Had to check myself akh before I wreck myself Went to check in the flesh myself Went to check akh I stand wrong & I correct myself I lost the love and the respect as well The doc said I should respect my health The hear me on these beats And they know know me on them streets I’m Phillipe I Patek myself If you show me love just know that means a lot Where I’m from bruddas needs some hugs they don’t need a job … I done been under rock bottoms & I ain’t meet the rock If little bro tryna serve you shots, he don’t mean ciroc Never time to sleep a lot Use to sweep the streets a lot Use to lie and cheat a lot Get indulged in beef a lot He use to speak a lot and tweet a lot And now it’s kinda deep bcah he’s got his meet n greet with God Times I walked 100 miles akh I needed extra legs Use to scrape the crumbs of booje down to make dem extra pebs Now we flying dam for the smoking sesh Your just a clown and your life’s like a joking sesh
Smoking sesh Like a wide road I seen a brudda left open stretched
Hes just an OG wid these gz in this Gucci duffle Yung G stick for your gs you can’t move a muscle Same streets that I learned to love I leaned to shoot and hustle I knew the struggle akh & I ain’t new to trouble Only with this hammer or this shank they act hard as nails Catch me with no hammer and no shank I’m still hard as shells That’s where I ate but I starved as well Same place that I finished last finished first as well Catch me with that heater tucked Akh I even sleep with one And this is deeper stuff Akh clap when that reaper come U ever walked till your feet are numb He was just a good kid but the streets are dumb Dirty ain’t no movie star Catch me in this hooptie car Winter in my Gucci scarf Money 1st and then the coochie last Tryna scoop clients out the pub or the sushi bars