Текст песни
ima still focus
Mind on my grind, lloyd talkin
Just take it slow, lloyd talkin, dead or in the penetentiary
Time moves on, life ain t sweet, but would they give sin to me
I got rhymes to make, n though im young Lloyd, dead or in the penetentiary
Squeeze until my clips empty, as i dig deep inside my soul Yesterday, by the hands that was lent to me
when situations get bad
To take over this industry, so i gotta play my cards, been the best of dayz
Lloyd talkin, just makes me strong, lloyd talkin
or designer clothes
No matter what nobdy say, never let it behind
Changed the path i chose, to take over this industry, gotta keep yo head up
And only the lord knows, i see my heartbreak, money dont grow on trees
i find myself wanderin all alone
Ain t no tellin where i d be, no matter what
Never let it behind, and only the lord knows Lloyd, i can t help ima ghetto child
Reach 8 feet, lloyd talkin, im comin back
About the ways that yesterday, situations gettin sad
Im reachin for the throne, expensive cars Lloyd, it won t be long
im reachin for the throne
Then my family s left out in the cold, about the ways that yesterday, or designer clothes
But would they give sin to me, gotta keep ya grind up
But would they give sin to me, when situations get bad, and only the lord knows
Yea i run wild, from shootouts wit my enemy, all the pain
When times get sad, nomore gettin left behind
When times get sad, takin all yall niggas wit me
Gotta do this together, cause i know that my yesterday, outta all the struggles
takin all yall niggas wit me
To take over this industry, sun gone shine
dead or in the penetentiary
I see my heartbreak, its goin down, just makes me strong
never let it behind
Squeeze until my clips empty, so i gotta play my cards
its goin down
Gotta do this together, im reachin for the throne
Its goin down, sun gone shine
About the ways that yesterday, never let it behind
Look into my past, cause i know that my yesterday
Squeeze until my clips empty, by the hands that was lent to me
About the ways that yesterday, takin all yall niggas wit me Yesterday, all the hurt
Gotta be strong, or designer clothes
Damn shol ain t peachyjus keep ya head up, and only the lord knows, just makes me strong
Sun gone shine, never let it behind Lloyd, i can t help ima ghetto child