Tekst piosenki
Chorus:
Ugh
Fuck the color of your skin
You my kin
You my dawg
You my nigga
We go In
We the same
We the same
Blood
Sweat
Tears
And pain
We the same
We the same
Even when we hit that grave
Hook:
So
Break it down x4
And
Drive slow x4
Repeat x 1
Hook Underneath:
Pour it up, x2
Roll it up, x2
Live it up, x2
Throw it up, x2
Repeat x 1
Verse 1:
Couple days back
Homie came to me and asked me where the „Yay” at
Took him out to the car, sold him that sack
Count the profit back
Make sure everything intact
No rats
Click, clack
Blat, Blat
If you really want to talk much
.45 in the whip
Don’t start something
You can’t finish
You diminished
Washed up, like the dishes
I’m rinse you
Put you in the kitchen cabinet
Cookin in the kitchen
I ain’t fronting
Times is really hard
For my family I’ve been going so hard
Break down all these walls
That’ll keep me from the limelight
I’m a star, got to shine bright
My life is going to be alright though
Even though I’m short I’ve been Hitting all these heights slow
Even though my skin white like an outing
That you put over a typo
I still know my kin like Michael
Said, I still know my kin like Michael
Ugh
Verse 2:
Lately I’ve been changing, I’ve been growing as a person
I’ve been choosing who I’m round more that’s for certain
Cause a lot of people don’t
Wanna put, in the effort
That you need
To go out and succeed
They rather sit back
Thinking what could be
But that shit ain’t me
Every breath of me
Goes inside the game
And that’s no regrets
Cause I learned some things
Like a bomb
I’m never go out, without a bang
Skin white as Caine
But I’m able
To obtain
The fame
The rain
Ain’t the same
When it’s coming from a lame who
Just complains
About his life
But won’t do shit to change
You lazy fake
You can drive slow, but get out my lane
And that’s shout out to my day 1 niggas
Cause when I make it, ima bring y’all niggas
For real
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