They might have a lot to say, but ain't gon' never face youYou gotta learn to embrace itdon't let it break you (Break you)It's hard as hell tryna make iteven hard to save me (Tried to save me)Started off in the trap house and took it major (Major)Got a gang task' tryna fuck us offswitched up my whole entouragePuttin' all my hundreds up, only using my company cardShawty spread her bullshitwon't speak about the better partTook it from a block to a two hundred foot yachtEverything good when it's good until it's notGot my mind on my money, I ain't thinkin' 'bout no thot'Posed to be keep it low-key, this bitch tryna get caughtShe knowin' if she get seen out with P, it take her stock upHad to get outside my comfort zoneI'm on it, now I'm focusedI was startin' to feel stagnant, I had to switch the motionTwo hundred in Chanel, how the fuck she ain't gon' post it?I hit her in a Rolls-Royce one time, and then I ghosted herI'm overly the coldestStreets gettin' colder and colderStreets gettin' colder and colder (They cold)Streets gettin' colder and colder (This shit too cold)Streets gettin' colder and colderBrodie damn near lost his marbles, takin' PercsI helped him shake backCuz told me he ain't never gettin' no jobhe rockin' face tat'And my other cousin caught two homicidesI really hate that (Uh)Tryna get away like tryna find a needle in a haystackGive a damn if I'm rich, I give you a loanI want it paid backLately, I been on business time, got a driver in a MaybachNiggas 'posed to be gangsterspostin' like bitches, man, I hate thatI'm a product of poverty, know how to polish this shit upMy lil' niece and my nephewthem got they college funds tuckedI'ma practice, so I master it, I ain't dependin' on no luckI was goin' through some stuffand didn't want to rap, almost said, "Fuck it"They been patiently waitin' on me, I gotta turn upStreets gettin' colder and colderStreets gettin' colder and colderStreets gettin' colder and colderStreets gettin' colder and colder
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They might have a lot to say, but ain't gon' never face you
You gotta learn to embrace it
don't let it break you (Break you)
It's hard as hell tryna make it
even hard to save me (Tried to save me)
Started off in the trap house and took it major (Major)
Got a gang task' tryna fuck us off
switched up my whole entourage
Puttin' all my hundreds up, only using my company card
Shawty spread her bullshit
won't speak about the better part
Took it from a block to a two hundred foot yacht
Everything good when it's good until it's not
Got my mind on my money, I ain't thinkin' 'bout no thot
'Posed to be keep it low-key, this bitch tryna get caught
She knowin' if she get seen out with P, it take her stock up
Had to get outside my comfort zone
I'm on it, now I'm focused
I was startin' to feel stagnant, I had to switch the motion
Two hundred in Chanel, how the fuck she ain't gon' post it?
I hit her in a Rolls-Royce one time, and then I ghosted her
I'm overly the coldest
Streets gettin' colder and colder
Streets gettin' colder and colder (They cold)
Streets gettin' colder and colder (This shit too cold)
Streets gettin' colder and colder
Brodie damn near lost his marbles, takin' Percs
I helped him shake back
Cuz told me he ain't never gettin' no job
he rockin' face tat'
And my other cousin caught two homicides
I really hate that (Uh)
Tryna get away like tryna find a needle in a haystack
Give a damn if I'm rich, I give you a loan
I want it paid back
Lately, I been on business time, got a driver in a Maybach
Niggas 'posed to be gangsters
postin' like bitches, man, I hate that
I'm a product of poverty, know how to polish this shit up
My lil' niece and my nephew
them got they college funds tucked
I'ma practice, so I master it, I ain't dependin' on no luck
I was goin' through some stuff
and didn't want to rap, almost said, "Fuck it"
They been patiently waitin' on me, I gotta turn up
Streets gettin' colder and colder
Streets gettin' colder and colder
Streets gettin' colder and colder
Streets gettin' colder and colder
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