Sware Im

(album: Stuck In Motion - 2023)

[Trae tha Truth:]
Uh
It's crazy when they ain't got no idea what you been through just to get to where you going
(Shook)
Fuck 'em

Day after day, tryna stay out the way, but I still gotta pray 'cause I feel like I'm falling
I reach out to God, tryna talk on the daily, I know I can't hear him, but still tryna call him
I need a blessing, I feel like I'm stressing, no point in me resting, I feel like it's stalling
Still ain't give up with this pressure I'm hauling, they left me alone, I was watching them balling
Day after day, tryna stay out the way, but I still gotta pray 'cause I feel like I'm falling
I reach out to God, tryna talk on the daily, I know I can't hear him, but still tryna call him
I need a blessing, I feel like I'm stressing, no point in me resting, I feel like it's stalling
Still ain't give up with this pressure I'm hauling, they left me alone, I was watching them balling

Know if I spot 'em, I feel like I got 'em, nowadays I been winning, them niggas been losing
Mind on my business, I stay on they neck like a chiropractor, bitch, I know what I'm doing
If it's money, bitch, I get to pursuing
Niggas talking, why the fuck is they suin'?
Having motion, yeah, I feel like I'm moving
They painted pictures, but they shit done got ruined
On a mission, ain't nobody gon' stop him
You lying, king, like Hakuna Matata
In my way, I gotta get 'em up out of
I'm raking through chips like I'm Erik Estrada
Bitch, I gotta 'cause I feel like a lot of
Niggas weak, they set you up for ciabatta
Never scared, but I gotta get bread, I feel like track the way I run up a dollar
I got the muscle, it's all in my hustle, you get a reaction, bitch, you gon' be famous
Look at this watch, you gon' run out your time, my clarity diamond, your shit probably stainless
They be a joke, if they really want smoke, I get dead on they throat, they just tryna get famous
Fucking with me, they get nameless
Bitch, I'ma kill 'em, this shit probably painless

Say I'm running blind, no crying, head up
I ain't lying, I swear I'm trying, I'm falling down, head up
I pray, new day, get the devil out my way
I swear I feel like I'm falling down
Feel like I'm falling down
Feel like I'm falling down

[T.I.:]
Pardon the interruption, PTI
None of y'all niggas can see T.I.
Y'all pussy niggas fake like CGI
Don't make me laugh, nigga, hee-hee-ha-ha
LS6 in my Impala drop
Authentic like a follow documentary
Them ass-whoopings is à la carte
That pistol play is last resort
But you can get it if you asking for it
But now they start shit, you retort, they take your ass to court
Huh, 'scuse me, your Honor, in the streets wouldn't be no honor
If consequences wasn't handed when principles were abandoned
Morals no longer part of the story, only the glory
That's why these youngins thinking this gangster shit so euphoric
Do the most, get caught with dope, then they sing like Trae in the chorus
Shee, swear they can't see the tree because of the forest
Damn, we tried to caution them, all they do is ignore us
'Til it all make sense when they sitting in back of that Ford Taurus
Damn, the gavel slamming and problems is avalanching and sentences handed down
Bet you wish you listened now, nigga, wow

[Trae tha Truth:]
Say I'm running blind, no crying, head up
I ain't lying, I swear I'm trying, I'm falling down, head up
I pray, new day, get the devil out my way
I swear I feel like I'm falling down