I’ve been through a lot of hard shit, more than the average and I can say that with all honesty. This song hits so hard every time cause I’m on the other side doing good
I am very picky about the songs I slow down , calling my spirits , betrayed, candy painted ,I fall apart, a few of lil uzis songs and pass me the hookah i can listen to without cringing. The bass, voice & speed means everything when slowed especially with high pitched voices it gives them a mellow thugged out vibe .
Thats wassup . i am the same way. Cant stand when someone on youtube didnt do a good job on chopping and screwing it right or just slowing down just right this one done right tho. 👍😎
I put my heart in my lyrics I gave it all I could give I made it hot at the crib I kept that fire at the crib Where you gon' go when you dip? How I'ma know who for real? I pour a four in a fifth You already know what it is I keep a pole in the whip 'Cause a lot of these niggas out here envy me It ain't no ho in the clique None of my dawgs got fuckboy tendencies I don't even show no sympathy Sipping on Hennessy, it got me bending sideways Everything on me dripping, you niggas can't ride the wave Nigga run around with the juice, nigga come spill your drank I done earn my stripes now I'm tryna go get me some real rank Reading through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits I put my Hublot on rocks I put Moscato on rocks Where I'm from we don't say opp Shoot at an OV, shoot at a cop Shoot at the police, shoot at your top I made a million off socks Free all my niggas who stuck in a box Locked up and watching the clock Locked up, they fighting with locks Locked up, they swinging they knifes I can't be living this life No more Bacardi, alright I don't want Cardi so I'ma pour Henny on ice My vision is vivid, told you I'm really a menace I'll show you I'm destined to get it I be outside with the glizzy Toting that fire, I be tripping I just might die how I'm living Ain't tell nobody, but I'm tripping Niggas ain't catching me slipping, ayy, yeah I make you laugh when you with me Know that my swag is terrific (Glee, glee) Ain't seen my dad in a minute But I can't be mad, I got millions I just pulled up in a lemon Thugging, so fuck your opinion I'm thuggin', so fuck how you feeling I'm calling my spirit Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits
