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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DaJuan Miranda
Songwriter
Lyrics
All this pain will make you change
I seen my homies turn to snakes
But I guess that's how the game go
Man a nigga quick to blick you for your chains
I bet he switch up for that fame
It's probably best your boy lay low
And I'll be damned if momma's boy wearing a halo
These chains on a nigga make me feel important
2K on a nigga make me feel like Jordan
I couldn't afford it
This money feeling like a drug and I'm overdosing
Told my brothers that I'm all toes in
Play your part in this shit I swear we all chosen
Got these niggas playing catch up from a far
Trying to get to where we are
Swear this guard got my heart frozen
These lyrics potent, pouring all my soul in
Straight up out that gutter you ain't love me at my lowest
You ain't know me way back
Know you just here for the motion
Jumped off in that ocean
On some kick a door shit
I was on the wrong ship finna drown
Just trying to find my way out
Won't no sticking to the script we ain't have no layout
Won't no blueprint, no Jay-Z where I com from
Just some niggas stuck at bottom finding a way to get up one
I remember cold nights working the PM til the sun up
In the VIP section begging bro to put his gun up
He say boy you must not know how these snakes do
Facing high stakes, try it and it's case closed
And I'll be damned if momma's boy wearing a halo
These chains on a nigga make me feel important
2K on a nigga make me feel like Jordan
I couldn't afford it
This money feeling like a drug and I'm overdosing
Told my brothers that I'm all toes in
Play your part in this shit I swear we all chosen
Got these niggas playing catch up from a far
Trying to get to where we are
Swear this guard got my heart frozen
These diamonds on my neck starting to way a nigga down
I'll die about the set them niggas I can't live without
Tryna make sisters proud before I'm 30
I push up in a suburban
Endless trips for all the shit you tripping about
Yeah, I bet the doubters listening now
It was dark inside my life but I be glistening now, A moving target
I ain't gotta say shit bet you see me when I walk in
Gotta tip toe cautious, prada's I just bought these
Got a hundred choppers for the opps that's tryna off me
Big bro say he got it, I stayed solid like he taught me
And I can hear them talking, it's too late if it ain't in the dome
I know they plotting 'cause my chain hanging low
And I'll be damned if momma's boy wearing a halo
These chains on a nigga make me feel important
2K on a nigga make me feel like Jordan
I couldn't afford it
This money feeling like a drug and I'm overdosing
Told my brothers that I'm all toes in
Play your part in this shit I swear we all chosen
Got these niggas playing catch up from a far
Trying to get to where we are
Swear this guard got my heart frozen
All this pain will make you change
I seen my homies turn to snakes
But I guess that's how the game go
Man a nigga quick to blick you for your chains
I bet he switch up for that fame
It's probably best your boy lay low
Writer(s): Dajuan Miranda
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