Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Hamran Tariq Chaudry
Producer
Martiiin808
Martiiin808
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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 21 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
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