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von Fekky

Ay

I think these times are fake
I can′t be the only one
I do it for my bruddas, like it's cool fam, you owe me one
I had to deep it in my yard, on a real, on a sober one
You know them smoking all the meds, on a sofa one
My bank card in the open, got me feeling like I′m chosen
It gave me wits, I can read a man's mind before he's spoken
I can be drunk in the rave, I ain′t loose, I′m still scoping
See a man approaching, you'll get open in the open

All this shit that comes with the fame
All this dirt on my name


Niggas ain′t the same
Niggas hating on me, 'cause we grew up round the way
But I saw the bigger picture, and I went a different way
Listen
I don′t care, what people say
'Cause people say, the maddest ting is dark, when they don′t get away
So I'm on the plane, living and I get away, ayy
Let some piggies talk white so they can get away, ayy
I didn't really wanna do it but there′s no better way, ayy
Tryna stay positive on some better days

Still I ain′t thinking 'bout yesterday

But yesterday′s thinking 'bout me

Coming from the trenches
I never thought I′d be on TV
When I was playing heat, cracking jokes on the benches
Ayy, we was young, wild and senseless
Young, wild and reckless, now there's niggas in my mentions
Ayy, but they ain′t seen what I seen, been what I been
Ayy, 15, I was pushing to the fiends
Big wap, I used to push it in my jeans

Mad late teens, I was on about my fourth trial
Round same times, I gave my heart to my first charge
I was in beef, everyday I had to skrr round
Move with them birds, feds tried to shoot my birds down

Listen, I don't claim to be the baddest

But these niggas know the deal, and they know that we won't have it


′Cause man were doing road, next day doing lavish
Got me thinking ′bout the days, when we never used to have it
Yo, I ain't in a rush, to talk this and the rapid
Ayy, I′m tryna shake these habits, still catch 'em in traffic
I′m in no competition, why they tryna match it?
All them jewels, I bet you still can't tap it
I made a step out the mud, why you ain′t happy?
Look what I done, and look who ain't clapping
Live a life on the net, everyone's snapping
Where′s all the fans? Everyone′s rapping

Coming from the trenches
I never thought I'd be on TV
When I was playing heat, cracking jokes on the benches
Ayy, we was young, wild and senseless
Young, wild and reckless, now there′s niggas in my mentions
Ayy, but they ain't seen what I seen, been what I been
Ayy, 15, I was pushing to the fiends
Big wap, I used to push it in my jeans