This Vade on the keys I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw (Hey, Lilkdubb)
Watch me burn before you bitches show me love Ain't no wrong or rights, I can't tell you how it was But I can tell you I was born to be a thug Don't nobody understand when your hand out
Feel the breeze, nowhere to sleep or to run and hide Unthoughtful game, they don't see the pain when lookin' in your eyes I'm a bloody man, I don't feel shame for all them niggas dyin' Holdin' on to my name with nothin' to claim, when through the night, I'm cryin' These bitches lyin', let's face the fact Them bullets flyin', let's talk 'bout that Couldn't grab my strap, BaBa shot back I feel the pain of the innocent When I did my time, I ain't feel nothin' It was for that man who was heaven-sent For that child who was grazed, she wasn't supposed to deal with this shit I'm with the shit, point that Draco at your head (Bitch, what up?) But it don't mean nothin' when them white folks talkin' 'bout bread Lost in your thoughts, without your fam, nowhere to stay Grew in that North, learned that's one place where not to play at Cop cars come and take your child away Puttin' guns to the face, so ain't nobody safe Scream 4KTrey, I wonder if I'm who the change is Can't find forgiveness since the day heaven gates where my mans went
Watch me burn before you bitches show me love Ain't no wrong or rights, I can't tell you how it was But I can tell you I was born to be a thug Don't nobody understand when your hand out
I wonder why wanna see me cry You fuckin' with the other side, probably wanna see me die We ain't stop until we get 'em, thug, we bustin' at the ride Fuck how far these people bring me down, my head stay to the sky I'm a slime What's the order? I ain't do nothin' wrong, this what I'm taught They been fuckin' up the culture, tryna tell a nigga it's law (It's not) My lil' nigga, he a vulture, he don't know his mom or pa (Nah) He don't even know what's important, he just gon' knock your head off But I'm wrong for bein' safe in this home of the land And I stand for 3 and K, not once, not never, we ran I been bringin' food to the plate for either the fam or my fans Real niggas gon' know you hurtin', you ain't gotta hold out your hand Hold your head, we are never far As long as we stand, they'll never call Or ask a nigga how they been or how they feelin' through the day They'll be havin' greed or envy 'bout the money you done made But I want all you bitches to
Watch me burn before you bitches show me love Ain't no wrong or rights, I can't tell you how it was But I can tell you I was born to be a thug Don't nobody understand when your hand out
Watch me burn before you bitches show me love Ain't no wrong or rights, I can't tell you how it was But I can tell you I was born to be a thug Don't nobody understand when your hand out
Compositores: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden (Youngboy Never Broke Again), Kyre Trask, David Boonpetch ECAD: Obra #25997565