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Pink Siifu
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Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
The ride back home feel a lot longer these days
Long flights
Long nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I die tonight, though, make sure they read the rites slow
Drive slow, takin' notes, type shit you should know
We had a climb, and it's a shame it's the same one they let it down
What you gon' stand on? All this weight try on
Shake it like you're just tryna get on
My nigga, she just tryna get on
I feel a lil' familiar, but this interior, got my shades on
The older I get, the more I see what these niggas been on
Survivin' for nothin', ready to fold 'cause me and all mine know
Fuck it, they all know, no need to remind me the code
Like, homie, hear this song, crown, GK fam, look around
Type shit I'm on, they gon' need Rosetta Stone
They antique, let 'em know
E'ry time we in the studio, this shit feel like a ritual, please and see who know
Know who I did it for, fuck it, let 'em know
Fuck all that fake shit I never did, we hit a chord, if you my nigga and if you my nigga, shit, let me know
My nigga said it's the time to get back critical, this for my niggas
Every Black ghetto spiritual mind on, this for my niggas
Let it play just to let your spirit go, this for my niggas
It is, tch, man, it is what it is, mane
How many niggas you got? How many niggas be fake? Uh
Swear to you all the time, tell me somethin', let me know
Always act like a ho
How many niggas go ghost? How many really ten toes?
Wish you woulda rolled with the case, e'rybody can get with the case
In the streets, yeah, it ain't no brake, this nigga talkin' 'bout a brace
I'm a lil' too old for the race, I'm a lil' too old for these games
If it ain't really 'bout a play, feel like all I know is fake
Tryna get better at my faith, 'cause I don't even know what's
I don't even know what's fake (ah), I don't even know what's fake (ah)
So many times in the lead, manifested what I can't believe
Somebody lookin' for a clamp
Somebody lookin' for a clamp, but then somebody gon' tell him he can't
And I can never stay the same
Time weighin' on my brain, stress eatin' at my veins
All my cousin know is pain, but they about to be in pain
Feel love 'cause I feel the same, but please, my nigga, tss
Keep your eyes on the aim 'cause I be spittin' real game
I can't believe our destiny, these niggas, they never forget
Let 'em talk down on your name, put some respect on my name, uh
Niggas know I'm too legit, like everybody know, shh
And I been down for this shit, puttin' on for this shit
Hold it down for this shit, when all these niggas woulda left (yeah)
All this blood and this sweat (ay), enemies, they neglected (ay)
Back when I ain't have shit, uh, sleepin' when I can't fit (ay)
It's all good, baby, we gon' be aight, too good for this shit (ay)
If you never been in the trenches, never let this life shit stress you (ay)
Never looked down in the stretcher, these niggas clowns, niggas jesters
This real talk, this ain't shit, nigga, all this shit really just pressure (yeah)
We still'll win, it's whatever (ay), that old money for the better (like the, uh, uh, that's it, ay, uh, 'bout to get it)
That's all I got
That's, that's all I got
That's all