Lyrics

Uh Ain't no way they coming back I been up all night tryna get the racks Rack city Rack city Yeah ya boy is back Smelling like new money aw look at that Switching lanes pen in my brain of hurt and pain Shit is feeling too familiar feeling numb again This is how it starts how the story goes Father of you niggas, and the number is amongst the flows Better in the flesh try to contest the boy is blessed I should take a rest, but it's me That I'm war against fighting past with the present man what a gift It's not a meme or a joke how the story ends I had to ask a hard question to myself and then didn't like the answer, and I rather keep it Silent friend I'm in the booth all night committing many sins Red lights, red room it's a horror film Who said I was vile I just wanna have talk to bring All them to they knees cause they should've said that I'm a king Ring a ding, Ring a ding That's when I arrive 3 eyes call me Tien with the eye of God Realize, when I speak I said that I'm alive Might of went over your heads so, you watching quiet In the mood to shoot so, catch em lacking watch em fold And if we miss bet, then spin the block, and leave em cold Poppa was rolling stone, and this is how the story goes, Call it as you see it, but the sweetest things you'll never know Yeah Tryna take the ways slow to be able to grow Again I'll never know If I stay in this place I might too late to the show Advice of which they gave me I'm save it, Bank n roll The credit learned from Jay and the fire from the Knowles I wanna welcome you to the Billionaire show, yeah Purchase yo life If you not careful how you roll, yeah The week you had to make it happen, but it snowed there I'm living proof, you gotta get it while it's still there Because my wish would be for all my loves to be here
Writer(s): Da-quan Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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