Bin High (Takeoff) (feat. Reck Binlit)

told my brothers we ain't dying broke Can't speak to anyone everyone not woke Say what I mean I don't gotta sugar coat F*ck a Winter stayed bundled up cause everyday get cold Chilling with the rastas smoking gonja straight fonta Henny or the remy for the baba Let's hit a different state at the mall grab some Prada Money is her interest she don't want no broke problems No distractions lead like a captain we live the fast life with bad habits Soul can't be cashed in Ain't no way they gon catch em Smart enough they can't test em Got the strip on lock cops tryna arrest him they ask why you mad all the time Cause shit changed ever since my cousin died It's been a lot on my min like will I live to ever strive Will I be taken out by my own kind So like a skater BinLit on a grind Tryna score you gone know my name every try In my mind it be a mental war Its me verse me and I'm still feeling tore Wanted to be rich got tired of living poor Grew around wolfs show no remorse