Lyrics

Rest in peace to every nigga we lost It's been a cold year I'm on a mission ain't got no fear They try to push us to the back We still shining like blood diamonds This our grind, fuck timing Ain't on my knees every night God know my heart Been smoking more than i'm praying I gotta fix that part Ride the same rims that got my homie smoked in these streets and acting like it can't happen to me So numb to this shit and now its hard to look his mama in the eyes because she's reminded every time I ride by Dollar sign in my name reminds me i'm still a slave Just hoping all this vanity don't send me to the grave I just wanna get paid my nigga Is that too much to ask? It seems illegal the only way I can get to it fast Start to fuck with this rap and I try to build up a name You think you fire, I can show you the flame Criticized cause I do my own shit Fuck who you flow with Hate collabing, all ya'll do is ride dick Now they made cause they city behind me I been here 13 years Another level I ain't got no peers From when they give you dap then they talk behind your back They caught up in they fantasies we out here speaking facts I know the truth gon' hurt, let that motherfucker sting Cause no matter how you see it I do my motherfucking thing And i'm doing it bigger Boarded the plane Shout out to spitta Don't need no instagram yall gettin the picture Was years in the making The cake been baking We gonna ball Hieroglyphics check the writing on the wall Running laps around the ones I used to look up to Middle finger at the opposition like fuck you Staring at the ceiling fan going on instrumentals Bottom to the top I guess i'm somewhere in the middle Staying original with the riddles, piece together the puzzle They wanted to hold him back, they tried to give him a muzzle Came up out the gutter, now its nothing but strikes I been beasting and ya'll caught up in hype And all i ever wanted was the steak and the shrimp And now I be the only hat that do it for the pimp And all the fallen soldiers, i swear i see them in my dreams Definition of the trill, i can show you what it mean Third coast king All i wanted was the steak and the shrimp And now i be the only hat that do it for the pimp And all the fallen soldiers i swear i see them in my dreams Definition of the trill, i can show you what it mean Third coast king