Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Producer
Martiiin808
Producer
Lyrics
They keep dragging my name like they get paid for it
Trynna push through
I gotta wait for it
Done lotta wrong
Ain't gotta clean slate on it
Rap my lungs out
They say I'm not made for it
She say why you keep failing me
I tell her bitch i'm trynna stay sane
Why the fuck she keep fucking with my brain
Bitch I got no love left in my veins
Left her on read
Why she keep texting again
Why I keep flexing again
Yeah
I got issues
I got scars on my tissues
Still i come through
2 days learning Jiujitsu
Bleeding through my nose
I know some doors never close
Talking money never hoes
Turn on the kitchen stove
Now I'm heating up
Veins hit an all-time low
Soon he gonna show
Soon he going pro
Soon they'll know
Just a little sacrifice
Some pay the price
All over the place
Please mind my space
Veins going so hard
He gonna blow the roof off the place
Work a way out
Tired of quitting
Guess I wasn't made for it
Guess I should've paid for it
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Questioning my faith
Questioning my fate
One bad mistake
It might go away
Booing on my name
I've heard that shit
They going after fame
I don't want that shit
They telling me I'm different
I don't trust that shit
Had a good girl
Wish I didn't screw the bitch
Couldn't change that bitch
So I changed that bitch yeah
Didn't have money
Now I'm really rich yeah
Back in school
Made fun of me
Telling me I'm poor
Car used to break down everyday
Used to cry everyday
Questioning God
Asking for mercy Lord
Life's been hell lately
Wanna dwell lately
Pouring my wishes in the well lately
Can anyone really comprehend lately?
They keep dragging my name like they get paid for it
Trynna push through
I gotta wait for it
Done lotta wrong
Ain't gotta clean slate on it
Rap my lungs out
They say I'm not made for it
She say why you keep failing me
I tell her bitch i'm trynna stay sane
Why the fuck she keep fucking with my brain
Bitch I got no love left in my veins
They keep dragging my name like they get paid for it
Trynna push through
I gotta wait for it
Done lotta wrong
Ain't gotta clean slate on it
Rap my lungs out
They say I'm not made for it
She say why you keep failing me
I tell her Bitch i'm trynna stay sane
Why the fuck she keep fucking with my brain
Bitch I got no love left in my veins
I got issues
I got scars on my tissues
Still i come through
2 days learning Jiujitsu
Bleeding through my nose
I know some doors never close
Talking money never hoes
Turn on the kitchen stove
Now I'm heating up
Veins hit an all-time low
Soon he gonna show
Soon he going pro
Soon they'll know
Just a little sacrifice
Some pay the price
All over the place
Please mind my space
Veins going so hard
He gonna blow the roof off the place
Writer(s): Hamran Chaudry
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