Lessons

[Intro: PnB Rock] I can't lie Just know if you roll the dice You don't get this life twice (Oliver) (Hey, where's Rolo?) Some things we sacrifice Oh, yeah [Chorus: PnB Rock] Yeah, check it, Glock gon' fire, just like Mariah You know we gon' carry this shit (Yeah) Caught a opp lackin' in traffic, you know what happened I had to bury the stick (Flick) Once I fuck her, I ducked her, you cuff her, you love her I'd never marry the bitch (Nah) Soon as I die I'ma leave this shit to my kids They gon' inherit this shit (Uhh) I know that the way that I'm livin' ain't right, but I'm thuggin', I still don't be carin' and shit (Thuggin') Young nigga straight out the trenchеs, I moved to the hills, my neighbors bе starin' and shit (Fuck 'em) Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life, but they wasn't hearin' that shit (Ohh) 'Member that day, found out my brother died, I wasn't prepared for that shit [Verse 1: PnB Rock] That's when I knew shit was real, I was out in that field Yeah, I had to get me a stick (Blick) My brother, my brother, I love you, we steppin' on shit For you, they resting in piss (Ohh) 'Member them days we used to broke I swear that's only a lesson and shit (Ohh) Now I just count up my blessings and shit Stack up my bread, I'm investin' in shit (Ohh) What you know about me? Don't know what you heard about me (Huh?) Fuck what you heard about me, bitch, just know I keep my Glocky (Blick) And it came with a stick, I be banging on shit I ain't aiming and shit 'cause it came with a switch (Bah-bah-bah) Told the lil' bitch, "You can hang with the gang if you want, but it can get dangerous and shit" [Bridge: PnB Rock] I can't lie Just know if you roll the dice You don't get this life twice For some things we sacrifice Oh, yeah [Chorus: PnB Rock] Yeah, check it, Glock gon' fire, just like Mariah You know we gon' carry this shit (Yeah) Caught a opp lackin' in traffic, you know what happened I had to bury the stick (Bah-bah-bah) Once I fuck her, I ducked her, you cuff her, you love her I'd never marry the bitch (Uhh) Soon as I die I'ma leave this shit to my kids They gon' inherit this shit (Uhh) I know that the way that I'm livin' ain't right, but I'm thuggin', I still don't be carin' and shit (Yeah) Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills, my neighbors be starin' and shit (Fuck 'em) Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life, but they wasn't hearin' that shit (Yeah) 'Member that day, found out my brother died, I wasn't prepared for that shit [Verse 2: Pasto Flocco] Yeah, she wanna fuck, but I'm ready to slide She really be set and I just see smilin' She don't know who else who would've pulled up on timin' I don't got ice, but a nigga still shinin' She know I'ma blow racks on Designer Take her to Louie V then hit up Prada Blow a bag on some steak and some pasta We gon' chill and get high like some rastas Got the key your heart like a locksmith I told my ex bitch, "I'm gone, I forgot it" If it's up then it's stuck like a rocket I got ninety-nine problems, but bitch, you a option They like, "Flocco, boy, you better drop this" I'm the president, I only make profits Shawty give me good brain right here Said, "Yeah, give me that, nice" Drippin' like some red lace, don't need no styler Niggas want some fame They just wanna rap, better get on the college Big check, need to wire it You broke like that, you don't never get tired Kill shit, Mike Myers But you know ice out, Forgiato on my tires [Chorus: PnB Rock] Yeah, check it, Glock gon' fire, just like Mariah You know we gon' carry this shit (Yeah) Caught a opp lackin' in traffic, you know what happened I had to bury the stick (Bah-bah-bah) Once I fuck her, I ducked her, you cuff her, you love her I'd never marry the bitch (Uhh) Soon as I die I'ma leave this shit to my kids They gon' inherit this shit (Uhh) I know that the way that I'm livin' ain't right, but I'm thuggin', I still don't be carin' and shit (Yeah) Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills, my neighbors be starin' and shit (Fuck 'em) Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life, but they wasn't hearin' that shit (Yeah) 'Member that day, found out my brother died, I wasn't prepared for that shit (Yeah) [Chorus: PnB Rock] Check it, Glock gon' fire, just like Mariah You know we gon' carry this shit Caught a opp lackin' in traffic, you know what happened I had to bury the stick Once I fuck her, I ducked her, you cuff her, you love her I'd never marry the bitch Soon as I die I'ma leave this shit to my kids They gon' inherit this shit I know that the way that I'm livin' ain't right, but I'm thuggin', I still don't be carin' and shit Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills, my neighbors be starin' and shit Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life, but they wasn't hearin' that shit 'Member that day, found out my brother died, I wasn't prepared for that shit