Lyrics
The shit I thought was true,
That shit is over with;
Snakes was in the grass
On some cobra shit;
Uncles was selling Roc,
On some Hova shit;
I'm just a supernova
Ready to blow this bitch...
I send some shooters over,
I'm gettin' too old for this,
I got a family now,
I gotta go and get it,
I guess I went thru it,
Just to go and give it;
Fuck that limelight,
That shit is so acidic;
You niggas so dishonest,
I don't be saying shit, unless I really got it,
And I really got it;
I made some bitches big mad, and I bliggy block 'em;
No Jazz,
I might pass 'em off like I'm Stockton;
Rollin' up,
Ray Bans feeling cold as fuck,
Growing up,
You barely even noticed us;
We was the quiet ones,
Scheming on the honey buns;
Dreaming bout the hundreds, candy coat it when the money comes;
Cuttin' up some paper for the plane,
Highs getting dumb;
Pain made me smart tho,
Done what I shoulda done;
Did what I had to,
Papers say I couldn't run;
Considered me a flight risk;
Aint nobody like this,
Aint nobody like me,
Everybody love me,
Wonder who gon' write me tho?
When I'm gone to the woods,
I might leave here for good,
I don't leave when I want,
I just leave when I should.
...I just leave when I should...
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