SimLyfe

6th 7th Grade Moms ain’t have no job Stressing cause she ain’t wanna let me starve Told moms it’s okay n went in got a job Cuz it was either that or grab a blick and jugg and rob Run down on niggas like it’s a stickup He tryna get his stick up He get lit up And now a nigga cuffed up Thinkin what I done now My mamas only son how She ain’t never wanna see her only pup up innat dog pound In 8th grade I had black g fazos wit a hole innem It’s Ironic cuz that youngin had allat sole innem Youngest nigga runnin wit sum Cold Killaz They my blood you cant expect me not to go run wittem Niggas changing up after dappin up I thought girls was spose to be Actin Up Shorty ain’t even switch Boy she currency exchanged on me Yea she dime but I always lose change homie Going Down the wrong road with the right people Hit licks tryna get up out that jam Everything I do ain’t right but I’m just doing what I can I’m just tryna be a man Going Down the wrong road with the right people Hit licks tryna get up out that jam Everything I do ain’t right but I’m just doing what I can I’m just tryna be a man Marathon not a sprint niggas still tryna win it Everyday I see niggas lookin like they faster than me Make me wanna grab the mask and get t’d Last name Dabank first name Robin and I’m Filled with adrenaline me n glock is skin to skin Tell that nigga run it or his life is gon be runnin thin Niggas get runnin then I just get to dumping it A lil too descriptive I think I’m having flashbacks Or sumnt like that I hope these not premonitions If they is Welp Tell that nigga good bye good riddance Cuz in this world I got the juice nigga I’m the truth nigga Think Issa salad all this green that i produce Going Down the wrong road with the right people Hit licks tryna get up out that jam Everything I do ain’t right but I’m just doing what I can I’m just tryna be a man Going Down the wrong road with the right people Hit licks tryna get up out that jam Everything I do ain’t right but I’m just doing what I can I’m just tryna be a man