J Foreign
Jimmy, your ear's so cute
Probably ain't fit for this shit, I still ain't met nobody real as us
Better keep me 'round, it's very rare, you need somebody real as fuck
Shots hit, them bullets missed, but my niggas ain't get to duck
Shit back to back, surviving is a must, so we ain't giving up
Bitch talking 'bout send my location, like she ain't finna fuck
Bitch, you know them young niggas waiting, watch how you pulling up
Talking 'bout put my trust in a cop, like they ain't killing us
Them babies, what the fuck you think I'm living for?
I'm crazy, I been switching up my mood, on some bipolar shit
My soulja told me if you a soulja then keep it soulja then
You got problems, then don't show it
Then I'm like, how the fuck do I hold it in?
Youngin say nobody out, well I'm like, youngin, go again
I know something gotta give, so many losses
I be feeling like I gotta win
Don't take the drugs, tell me how to cope with my problems then
Born cursed, I'm tryna figure out what my father did
He feel the same, he said he been going through a lot of shit
Ay, bitches change, niggas change, I can't complain
That's what them dollars did
How you feeling? Drained finna go insane
That's how you oughta feel
When you adapting to this fame shit?
It's a different way you gotta live
But he still on that same shit, ay tell Poppa I'm proud of him
I'm on the block in DC, hold up, hop out they gotta see me
And leave the scraps at the room, I'm cool, I got Quez
Feel like I owe it all to Dee-Dee
Showed a nigga signed I should've been seen
I keep my youngins 'round
Because they known for making shit bleed
I ain't no fucking mixed breed, I'm full-blooded
I been cutting off my so-called cousins, I feel like fuck 'em
When the fuck you niggass became gangsta all of a sudden?
And I just talked to Chevy a lil' pain, that shit ain't nothing
But you niggas know how we coming early
Like the church on Sunday
Brodie swerving all on purpose, and we smoking out the onions
Can't be out here like no dummy
Know you got to believe in something
Said you got to believe it's coming
Probably got the game from a junkie, I ain't frontin'
I know something gotta give, so many losses
I be feeling like I gotta win
Don't take the drugs, tell me how to cope with my problems then
They born cursed, I'm tryna figure out what my father did
He feel the same, he said he been going through a lot of shit
Ay, bitches change, niggas change, I can't complain
That's what them dollars did
How you feeling? Drained finna go insane
That's how you oughta feel
When you adapting to this fame shit?
It's a different way you gotta live
But he still on that same shit, ay tell Poppa I'm proud of him