Take Care

Gotta get paid Gotta get laid Yeah yeah You know bout the Js You know bout the flavs Yeah yeah Stuck in your ways Trap for a change Yeah yeah We know bout the Caine We Spell it with Ks Yeah yeah Come from grams (yeah) Tan the color my rubber band Pay me in cash (yeah) 20s fresh out the atm Got crossed at young age So Swore to god I won’t trust again She told me she love But after she love on me She was fuckin him Got in the streets got in some beef They know I’m bussing if If come down to me or you U know I gotta live I got me some kids I got me some family I know I gotta chill PTSD maybe the reason that I’m poppin pills I’m Feeling alone I’m feeling guilt One at home one on my hip That money be cool until it get real Than everybody wanna find away to jump ship Got a lil sleep with a 40 to grip My cousins said I put their life in danger That’s the reason for the pistol the sub and the stick We don’t need cable we watching the cameras Hardly get any sleep I’m up pacing Fillin up clips while my mind just racing Life been a movie but Hollywood basic BLVDMONEY THIS AINT FA THA TAKIN Underground mob No help from a label I don’t need ya round me If ya ass been fakin Everything good til they see what you raking Throw em couple dollars don’t focus What I’m makin It was to late that love turned to hatred I want the finer things in life No basic Settle fa less hell naw you crazy They ain’t ask to be here so I’m doin it fa my babies Genes to strong you can tell that I made em They see my vids on YouTube thinking daddy made it Rap my songs round the house This feeling can’t fake it Keep saying if I don’t blow I still made it Them dollars I gotta make it Them chances I gotta take it You know how grinding baby I gotta feed my babies You know I take care of mine That BLVD done feed us every time Before the dubs it was nicks and dimes You staying broke or resort to crime I’m outchea