Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damonte Lyles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SpaceNTime
Producer
J "Syphon" Gonzalez
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
One thing about life,
Is that we'll never really be mentally prepared for this shit
But the best part of it, is that this shit is temporary
And everything after this is forever
So what we gotta do we gotta do it right now
Take a shot of yak, trippin off furm cuh
All these money golden guns had to get me some
Trying to make another plan behind this five percent
Other niggas fallen off cause they took a ten
Had the 97 sider with the stolen plates
Same old six plates on the 38
Cuttin down niggas extras like a circumcision
Now it's all foreigns, extra needs and new beginnings
Everybody don't shine, that's a part of life
But if you get close enough you better do it right
People that I used to love looking at me different
Talking like I cut em off, and they the ones that did it
I was leading the way, you only had to follow
Put the pride on you like there's no tomorrow
I was showing love, you was showing envy
When I heard the rumors, niggas still kept you with me
Figure out your reason then lead your lane
Make sure success realizes your pain
Fuc the short cuts, fuc the easy routes
Get it out the mud, what your drive about?
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuccwith niggaz
I don't come around, cuhz fuc you niggaz
Had a mental breakdown a couple of weeks ago
Thought I ran out of tears, I was wrong for sure
Whole ride to the hood I was with my spear
How the fuc do we let my brother get killed
For the past eight months I was doing good
Everyday in the labs, staying out the hood
Crazy shit about this world, it'll throw you off
Promise not to turn to drugs and take the easy route
Promise I'll keep keep your name, leave the label cracking
Every single plan we had imma make it happen
Imma tell you what you know, bro granny strong
They say time hella move, but I ain't moving on
Got me rolling with guns and guns, cause I don't trust niggaz
And by them long conversations, you don't fuc with niggaz (I know)
Trying to wrap my mind around on how they killed a king (how)
Long live to Nip and Fatts, this a another dream (damn)
Figure out your reason then lead your lane
Make sure success realizes your pain
Fuc the short cuts, fuc the easy routes
Get it out the mud, what your drive about?
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around, cuhz fuc you niggaz
All this free game hope you find yourself a reason
And I can lead you to the water, take a sip and don't abuse it
It ain't about the money bro, it's all about the reason
Have you had about the rose that blossoms from the semen
Sky's been the limit, what they say, but it's not
Losing all my dawgs when the fuc will it stop
Blind lead the blind, crime after crime
And you can't be a leader, if you niggas scared to die
Figure out your reason then lead your lane
Make sure success realizes your pain
Fuc the short cuts, fuc the easy routes
Get it out the mud, what your drive about?
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around cause I don't fuc with niggaz
I don't come around, cuhz fuc you niggaz
Writer(s): Da'monte Lyles, Varun Sharma, J Gonzalez
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