They See

They just see how I'm livin' They don't really know how I be feelin', nah They just see how I'm livin' They don't know how I be feelin' K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects Late night schemin', tryna make a profit I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects Late night schemin', tryna make a profit I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet I gotta go hard on these instruments just to get these benjamins Leeky next door to my cell, we was talkin' through a vent He told me it's FNF, so it ain't no new friends Once I make it to the top mama gon' get that new Benz These niggas be bitch made, I guess that shit a new trend Me and you are not the same so quit that comparison He livin' a fairy tale, like them Odd Parents Free my nigga NaNa, he was trappin' out the Heritage I put money over bitches 'cause these gon' kiss and tell Feelin' just like Lucci, all them haters they gon' wish me well I'ma try my luck and throw a penny in the wishing well Paper chasing, did my calculation on a digi' scale Looked my auntie in her eyes, I told her I would never fail Looked my brother in his eyes, I told him I would never tell Free my niggas Juan and Icy, I know they forever real Gotta stay solid, it's from the projects to that jail cell K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects Late night schemin', tryna make a profit I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects Late night schemin', tryna make a profit I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet How the f*ck you changed on me? you changed homie You was in it for the fame homie, the fame only I was locked up in them chains on me, you switched lanes on me Now my body filled with pain on me How the f*ck you changed on me? you changed homie You was in it for the fame homie, the fame only I was locked up in them chains on me, you switched lanes on me Now my body filled with pain on me How the f*ck you changed up? Look what the f*ck a nigga came from I stuffed that dirty Curry in my bankroll You told me if I keep it G that you gon' keep it gangster Every day I'm strapped down, Walker Texas Ranger These niggas fake, I thought that we was A-1 Smile in your face but they ain't really your day one Hoodie on, head down, I'm feelin' just like Trayvon Magazine that's in my clip, no Avon I just want a mil in my face, hope I get a record deal off this tape Changed on me, Quando Rondo nigga, yeah