Amout Songtext
von Sneakbo

I lost it all, I took a fall

Was stressing out thinking I should break the law

But my son at home

One more time

Go again man, go again
I lost it all, I took a fall
Was stressing out thinking I should break the law

But my son at home
I gotta make it back
Gotta make a plan, everyday stack a rack
Where my brothers at? Lost a couple real ones
Hella new dons
Tell the truth I don′t feel some
Always pocket watching need to go and get a job
Wholesaling pussy need to go and find God
What the fuck is going on?

My whole life putting on
Look how many man I helped and now they're gone


Look how many guys I took along the way
I let these niggas ride the wave
And all they gave me back was hate
Niggas fake
Nothing was the same since I got the fame
Niggas cap capping on my name
Cutting out the frame
Overcame all the fucking hate
Used to feel a way

I got paid and the money never took away the pain
I hate the weekend I like work days
Always on my grizzle I been getting money both ways
Last year gambling

Big big mistake

Please don′t gamble it's worse than a heartbreak

But thank God I'm back on my feet
This year I′m all about stacking I been stacking my P
Label asked me for a feature had to double the fee
I been grinding I ain′t going to sleep
I made a twenty this week
Another ten can't fit in my jeans


Gotta act broke stack dough lonely for weeks
When I′m shining all the hoes wanna be on my D
All the brothers that I helped disappearing on me
I love it
In the bimmer in the city for really I'm thugging
Can′t be worried about the feds but just know that they're watching
And the ones you call your friends are scheming and plotting
And just know that when you die you′re getting forgotten

Missed calls
Before you lose your people better love yours

Watch out for your homie by the back door

I don't follow rules I'm an outlaw
Fuck life when I die it was my time
At my funeral I wanna see you wearing all white
You know my drink pour the Henny on the floor for the guys

Don′t cry celebrate my life
I lived a hell of a life
I came from Briky judge giving us life
In the streets they wanna take my life
I′m still living I'm nice
So fuck chilling gotta wake up and grind
Now when I wanna clear my mind I start looking for flights to mum

From there I′ve never wanted to go back
And live there like
I could never live there that's crazy
When you go out what for you
What′s the first changes you realise like when you're out
When I′m out people are living normal
My neighbours are normal
The jigs are driving past me

They're not stopping me
Yeah they're not stopping me
So it′s just like it′s different man
Then when you go back to the what's the feeling
When I go back to it it′s like I'm in a PlayStation game fam
I′m telling you fam
As soon as I enter South London or go for a serve
Oh black hole done

I'm in the game now like
This is a game
This is a serious game