Str8
(专辑: Back To The Basics - 2017)
I've been having so much on my mind lately I
can't even think straight (I can't even think straight) Grip that muthafucking pistol so tight like a
muthafucking firm handshake (like a
handshake) I
don't believe in anything on everything 'cause a
lot y'all niggas lying these days (a lot of y'all niggas lyin') I
see my baby boys, I
know it may seem hard but I
gotta make sure family straight (Rich Homie Baby!) Sometimes it feels like they don't even care about me I
was vulnerable and lonely the
whole 15 months I
was in DeKalb County All blue cutlass call it Carolina I
ain't talking no truck you need a
path finder I
make her swallow then suck on this pacifier I'll make a
story up just to catch a
liar 'Cause I
do not want that around me I'm from East Atlanta residing Fulton County Eat that pussy like a
edible yeah brownie So when I
eat it I
get high Hope you not shy, keep on the
lights Growing up it was different every night No steak, it was chicken and rice Still send traps for the
mice Lot of niggas 'round me yeah they snakes Keep the
grass cut don't be late Made the
money but never changed I'm tired of holding in all this pain Made a
promise to my momma she can get a
new house Escobar money momma she gon' need a
new couch I'm running out places to hide this money I
can't think Where to put it at, ain't nowhere to put it at, I
might just need a
drink I've been having so much on my mind lately I
can't even think straight (I can't even think straight) Grip that muthafucking pistol so tight like a
muthafucking firm handshake (like a
handshake) I
don't believe in anything on everything 'cause a
lot y'all niggas lying these days (a lot of y'all niggas lyin') I
see my baby boys, I
know it may seem hard but I
gotta make sure family straight Daddy said sit back don't talk pay attention Listen before talk don't talk before listen Muhammad Ali I
got balance, I'm gifted Niggas play roles yeah they acting, it's scripted I
might pour up some more Act in my kidneys Might hit my ex 'cause my main hoe is tripping Shoot at yo' hat 'cause my Kangol is pimping Shot at yo' leg hit yo' ankle you limping Pulling back up with my nigga, my nigga Pistol tucked down by my dick near my zipper Alcohol bullets they eating yo' liver Fuck my dick make her pull up make her deliver I
done worked too hard to go back to where I
came from They say I
changed but I
feel like I'm still the
same Quan Control these niggas' power buttons they cut the
game on Block all these haters and put them Tom Ford shades on I've been having so much on my mind lately I
can't even think straight (I can't even think straight) Grip that muthafucking pistol so tight like a
muthafucking firm handshake (like a
handshake) I
don't believe in anything on everything 'cause a
lot y'all niggas lying these days (a lot of y'all niggas lyin') I
see my baby boys, I
know it may seem hard but I
gotta make sure family straight You gotta make sure family straight If ain't nobody straight, after that make sure yo' dog straight You know what I'm sayin'? Keep them mice far away from you Cause rats are not good You know cats eat those, and I'ma big dog Rich Homie!