Lyrics:
Every angel I look up to
They been falling like flies
I put diamonds on my watch to blame these teardrops in my eyes
I put CC In bp just incase
just came home from doin' time (shots)
Put a bankroll in his pocket 'cause I love to see him fly (uh-huh)
VS on his neck even if I gotta give him mine
All the hatred in the world it really hurt my soul
Another body in the street another life gone cold
Another mother in agony watching life unfold
letters on my grave
Still trill
Put a toe tag on another hoe
Put an urn full of ashes by the window for the bro
Smoke dro cos I'm stressed
Take the pills
and all my blood, sweat, and tears
Is the reason I'm standing right here willing to die for mine
Blinded by the shadows of crooks
Another day another page
Why don't people spread the music like they're spreading rumors
Everybody's infatuated with drama
Do your likes got a comma couple thousand in
be this clever
[VERSE 1]
Be the only one to believe in yourself and thats enough
Be the nigga whoz gon raise another soul from the block
Am a black
The other day someone said I was fake
I nearly lost my mind i'm out on a grind
For what? I put in so much time for what?
The fame don't impress me
I'll still
1.5 for the Landaulet
Bey, put these fuckboys on notice (fuckboys on notice)
I'm the only lady here, still the realest nigga in the room
I break
spreaded throughout my crew
Well, you all know TJ Swan who sang on my records
"Make the Music", "Nobody Beats the Biz", well, check it
Back in the days
Knowing that don't fuck up the contract
Dimes in my head nickels always are the option
Surprised by the head she always love it when Im watchin
She see me
the goal
Both feet in working motion steady ready for growth
Life living by the pen keeping melody close
Got to let it all go to put myself together
for a purpose than im in and out of lanes aye
Say what they say we aint blinded by the fame
For the ones that dont see it watch em say
Wonder why we
a seat
If it's one that I know
Is that I live by the VNM Die by the VNM
If you ain't with the gang you a victim Ah
VNM in ya veins
Now put 'em in the game
the fuck you bouta look me in my eyes
Tellin lies
Got the nerve to put that on ya daughter's life
Where the fuck they doin that
Let me know kuz I cant go
the sock
Cant feed my habits off of nickels, dimes
So it’s green by the acre house come an shop
Herb gotta nigga in the realest state, my medulla Medusa
Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in
Put you in the same position and lets see what you'd really do
They tell me that I sold out if I execute the no snitchin rule
Sound like it was a good
gold
Make more than Jeff Bezos, harvest diamonds in astral
Write a song, put on Amazon Julian Assange don't leak my songs
The packet, compact nutrients
drinking my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine, put another nickel
In
Gotta get back to my bullshit
Homie you rap to my music
Feeling the groove
Leaning and cruise
Yeah I know its an illusion
Gotta big gun in my
place get the gun
Ep album still drop another one
No music in my life then it's not fun
Picked up this beat jumped in my seat
Got motivation and some
Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous
Ay Twine you a fool for this one
Yeah
And it's ya man Unkle Samm
I'm in my zone everyday every night
Another couple shots bout to get me right
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