Listen bro, coz ive been feeling so off, I’m putting gals before the passion fuck the prof, That’s the real life. I've been moving like a fire charlie sloth, and i've never felt this way before I’m soft. You ever wake up, find the best times were a dream, Now im have to plot and scheme so i can really meet, Every goal in my craft I will beat, so I can buy a yard for my family and food for them to eat. Have you ever met a girl that you can give your all to, I mean every single second of the day, And I aint tryna sound like a bitch when I say this, but honestly I just hate it when I spend some time away. I’m feeling kinda lost, coz the shit that got my waking up before just don't seem to hit the same, I don't really care for a house or a sporty range, I’m just playing life, fuck the players and the game. I know the shit I say I will overthink at a later date, never had these feelings of self doubt, so I stow away. And I’m not saying I’m not happy, I mean I could be feeling better, I just try to tell myself that I'm okay, You see I got jokes sometimes, and I talk it, but if i'm honest I don't know if I can really walk the walk, They say fake it till you make it, but I can tell you now for certain that these feelings aren't fake and that's for sure.
Active charva that how it started You know that madness get lit We don’t do no drama black balaclava run up on your block and ur wig get split Anglo arms on ma hip don’t trio before u get chopped up like a llama No drama if u got me best pray to god for ur karma Robbed plants thought I was gassed like a fcing farmer This ting will cut u up like jeffery dahmer In the whip uno 63 on the back of the german Took bare ls came back learnin TRYNA stack money TRYNA get my earnins Sliding the whip oh shit the tires really burnin Roll down the window of the backseat Hop out taxis back out shankys Oops do up dashy It doesn’t make sense we hop out chase ten Only 8 step no 20 sheep men And uno that’s the truth And we only spit facts Them man lie they don’t make racks Stop Capping in ur bars say u got stacks Capping abt spraying macs I little cappers Real ogs step the real trappers The ygs of the block are real slappers
i miss my mum, i’ve been away for some time now. tried to fly up north, secure the bag and be the cash cow gassed how all these loose ends are in the past now could’ve got my money right back but i backed out. blacked out. staying far away from all the cats now
staying with the dogs, we flip these Os and then we packed out. tracked how all these shitty men are on their backs now. tryna make a living off this job and it ain’t worked, how. i wanna see my family, see the bros now. turned ghost when i see these silly hoe’s in my phone now.
i wanna be with the brothers in Ibiza there ain’t no need for visa’s we ain’t working we just want to let them see us living dream’as and they will never be us, get into my trackie and my fila’s.
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