You gotta Learn & Gain Little bro flying hella birds till the burden came Picture this, haters picture me on a burning plane
If I go hell, I´ll make salah in the burning flames A small change will make a person change This small rug is from the Persian range Took the long route way before the diversion came And now I´m sleeping on the Virgin plane And I ain´t playin´ certain games With these clowns, and I ain´t boarding on the circus train I got the Lane assist in the ride When am high, Akh I turn it on So I ain´t swerving lanes We go to work but we don´t earn the same We all got pain but it don´t burn the same And I been burned by the same flame twice, see that third time round, Akh I burned the flame They call me dirty and I´ve earned my name I learnt the game, I had a bike before the German came
And I was whizzing in my corsa like a Bentley way before I bought a car from the German range We go to work but we don´t work the same We go to work but we don´t earn the same I´ll take this crack before I take the stand, Akh And I rather no hands before I shake ya hand man
& life´s hard I go get myself They want me to drown, but I can swim I won´t let myself If life´s a gamble, let me bet myself I´m always handling the threat myself Man said *** turned opp, I had to check myself Had to check myself Akh before I wreck myself Went to check in the flesh myself Went to check Akh, I stand wrong and correct myself I lost the love and the respect as well
The doc said I should respect my health They hear me on these beats And they know me on them streets, I´m Phillippe I Patek myself If you show me love, know that means a lot Where I´m from bruddas need some hugs they don´t need a job I done been under rock bottoms and I ain´t meet The Rock If little bro tryna serve you shots, he don´t mean Ciroc Never time to sleep a lot Used to sweep the streets a lot Used to lie and cheat a lot Get indulged in beef a lot He used to speak a lot and tweet a lot And now it´s kinda deep, ´cah he´s got his meet-and-greet with God
Times I walked 100 miles, Akh I needed extra legs Use to scrape the crumbs of booje down to make dem extra pebs Now we flying Dam for the smoking sesh You´re just a clown and your life´s like a joking sesh
He´s just an OG with these Gs, in this Gucci duffle Young G stick for your Gs, you can´t move a muscle Same streets that I learned to love, I learned to shoot and hustle I knew the struggle Akh, and I ain´t new to trouble Only with this hammer or this shank, they act hard as nails Catch me with no hammer and no shank, and I´m still hard as shells
That´s where I ate, but I starved as well Same place that I finished first, I finished last as well Catch me with that heater tucked Akh, I even sleep with one And this is deeper stuff Akh, clap when that reaper come You ever walked till your feet are numb? He was just a good kid but the streets are dumb
And Dirty ain´t no movie star Catch me in this Hooptie car Winter in my Gucci scarf Money first and then the coochie last Tryna scoop clients out the pub or the sushi bars I said Dirty ain´t no movie star Catch me in this Hooptie car Winter in my Gucci scarf
Money first and then the coochie last Tryna scoop clients out the pub or the sushi bars
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