[Intro: 12kgotti]
Yeah, uh (Yeah)
Uh
[Verse 1: 12kgotti]
Have you ever seen your mama cry?
I'm in the field, so she traumatized
So many tears, tryna wipe her eyes
I'm tryna tell lil' bruh to chill, but they don't feel, 'til them problems fly
I got a chopper that's my mama's size
You know she short as shit, my niggas bored as shit
Better think 'fore you recorded this
My niggas ordered hits
Money pillin', but it's more to get
I take the torque and split
Never seen it, but I force the blitz
My shorty torched the blick (yeah)
For thе first time
I broke it down, they poppin' shit for thе first time
If I do sin, where I go to repent? For the first time
Is you out your half?
'Cause everything come out your mouth be stopped with lies
I'll take over your land, like it was colonized
If he play with my family, I'm at this nigga door like "Rise and shine"
I'm early mornin' drills, will get you out of line
Take them early mornin' pills to keep my thoughts divine
My cousin shootin' shit like Columbine, but he ain't lost his mind
If it's only three levels, then I'm on level three
I miss my dog, but this here ain't no pedigree
Catch my melody
Dope shit runnin' through my veins, it's called amphetamine
And this rap shit just better mean to you what you said it mean, nigga
[Verse 2: MIKE]
Uh, recoupin' from my severed wings
The truth I thought existed barely moved since I was seventeen
My mood been switchin' like your boo when I get to singin'
My pull, I never gotta prove it, I just let see 'em your loot
I get up in the booth and let the message free the boot
And anything included what he get for tweetin' ghouls
I'm tryna adjust the gloom with the endless feed the truth
I'm tired of playin' cool, that was never me (Never)
Mm, how I chasin' loot like I never sleep, move
I'm miles away from you and all that energy
I'm wide awake, consume
Clever schemes, prayin' God light the way through
It was gettin' bleak
I faced a lot of dislike and haters too 'fore I was gettin' reach
Now they scratch the record in the room, when I get to speak
A break and bend the rules is where my efforts lean
I hit up Gotti, "What we doin' 'fore I get to Cleveland?"
I got into my groove fore I left the deep
I noticed life is not a cruise, but I be in the deep, uh
I need my wallet full of blues 'fore I fetch a seat
All that whinnin' niggas doin', gave me better reason
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