No punches Ugh Thankful, the good and the bad, all of it
It´s a lot, from chucking gang signs to going corporate
It´s a lot, Mama telling us she couldn´t afford it It´s a lot, from riding on the bus, now we in Porsches It´s a lot, bitches with they phones tryna record us It´s a lot, I just left a wake, I seen my grandma It´s a lot, cousins see me, they pull out they cameras It´s a lot, lately ain´t been speaking to my brother It´s a lot, I see that shit on the face of my mother It´s a lot, Pops prouder than he ever been That means a lot, he asking me how much I be spending Know it´s a lot, talking about my nephews and my nieces
It´s a lot, they know I got´ em if it´s a little or it´s a lot I gotta bump my head, I clear mind, making salat (Mashallah) Every time I ever pay the lawyer, it´s a lot Free my niggas, can´t say all they names ´cause it´s a lot I ain´t do this shit all by myself, bro, it´s a lot
Giving out love, not getting it back, it´s a lot In the mansion thinking about the trap, it´s a lot Fell out with my bro, he took some racks, it´s a lot I told him watch my front, I got his back, know it´s a lot
Ducking police, tryna stay lethal, it´s a lot At first, they ain´t want you, but now they need you, it´s a lot My homies keep dying, I question God, it´s a lot Tryna see some shit we never saw, it´s a lot
Talking ´bout Hennessy, me and Shooter sipped a lot I couldn´t even count the tears that dropped, know it´s a lot Hours in these studios, grinding, I spent a lot Circle ´round blocks till I´m dizzy, we spent a lot Chasin´ dreams, now add up my streams and it´s a lot Before fans it was fiends, I feel asleep in some spots Homies I fell out with ´cause they jealous, it´s a lot
Buying guns, I been collecting weapons, it´s a lot Any harm you try to bring to mine gon´ get you shot Talking bullets, it´s a lot Quickly put you in a box, it´s a lot Smiling I my face but really hate me, it´s a lot Used to play me, now she tryna date me, it´s a lot Never can I keep this Glock on safety, niggas plot Sold to a undercover, he couldn´t believe it was a cop Praying on your downfall, it´s a lot How many times did I fall off and get right back, bro? It´s a lot
Giving out love, not getting it back, it´s a lot In the mansion thinking about the trap, It´s a lot Fell out with my bro, he took some racks, it´s a lot I told him watch my front, I got his back, know it´s a lot Ducking police, tryna stay lethal, it´s a lot At first, they ain´t want you, but now they need you, it´s a lot My homies keep dying, I question God, it´s a lot Tryna see some shit we never saw, it´s a lot
It´s a lot Niggas ain´t complaining It´s a lot A lot come with this shit Love, hate