Текст песни
Cross the balck cat you ll catch it, what the fuck in my life i am scared of
Bulletproofed my mental and temple cuz niggas gonna hate, my power from heavens let me crack you
Wouldn t have it any other way, bulletproofed my mental and temple cuz niggas gonna hate da, if it s on then it s on there is no way back
Give back to my fam, leave the past behind
Or be buried with the others in an unmarked grave, keep my circle tight tell these bitches i m exclusive Struggle, i keep it raw for my bro then he gonna follow me
Anyway i m gonna die which i already know, you live like in american pie me in the green mile Grind, if you drag me to hell i ll be tougher than devil
Focus on the future, all em cats on the block wanna know where is my escalade
get it how i live
My rhymes are my clues, and everybody wants a piece of that, golden rule of the streets
That s your problem counting nigga s pockets, but i rather fuck with beats
They only know you got it, if you drag me to hell i ll be tougher than devil
God got my back my pistol ain t my only protection, don t start none won t be none Grind, keep my circle tight tell these bitches i m exclusive
2014 and beyond, and everybody wants a piece of that
Brushed the dirt off my shoulder at home plate cuz now i m winning, so many motherfuckers hated on us but we moved on
so many motherfuckers hated on us but we moved on
So try your luck homie, i m tellin you motherfuckers gonna feel what i m saying Struggle, another day in my life makes em all look alike
while you fuck them bitches i fuck with music
golden rule of the streets
so try your luck homie
i keep it raw for my bro then he gonna follow me
My mission free the beast, what the fuck in my life i am scared of, my rhymes are my clues
Leave the past behind, that s your problem counting nigga s pockets, wouldn t have it any other way
i m tellin you motherfuckers gonna feel what i m saying
Or be buried with the others in an unmarked grave, can t have a pot to piss in
Mind your business if you wasn t involved, brushed the dirt off my shoulder at home plate cuz now i m winning, they only know you got it
find some business
What the fuck in my life i am scared of, if it s on then it s on there is no way back 365, so try your luck homie
Now fall back, god got my back my pistol ain t my only protection Grind, my power from heavens let me crack you
Bulletproofed my mental and temple cuz niggas gonna hate, my rhymes are my clues
That s your problem counting nigga s pockets, and me die like cochise, not a priest
2014 and beyond, i keep it raw for my bro then he gonna follow me
Give back to my fam, while you fuck them bitches i fuck with music Preacher, they only know you got it
I m baptised in the fire of combat, they only know you got it
You couldn t keep me down if you haters parked a truck on me, and watch my kids grow
Cross the balck cat you ll catch it, while you fuck them bitches i fuck with music, find some business
Everybody watches everybody cries, and everybody wants a piece of that
mind your business if you wasn t involved