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(Hey, CR!) Started accidental, then this turned monumental Go get you a shovel, all this ice inside the bezel Foot up on his pedal, tryna hit a another level See, I been here a long time and shit ain't get no better See, I been going through hard times, Moncler for the weather It's up there for whoever Stuck there for the better Ridin' in that Jetta with them stones just like Rosetta Feel likе some niggas in my 'jects, they ain't bеlieve in me That's why I keep them in the back, that's where they need to be Niggas gon' keep it 50-50 like it's Even Stevens My youngin' stuck behind that trapdoor, you don't need to leave it But if he's in it then it's tinted then it's killing season And I might go an get that Trackhawk 'cause I like to speed I grew up runnin' from the fed's so I like to weave And all this murder on my head so I like to weave, uh I'm a Peel baby so we rap a lil' different Bro got left for dead, them niggas messed up the mission Look right in your face, I could tell you wasn't official, huh We still in the kitchen tryna mess up these dishes Stuck in the position tryna make a decision Flyer than the eagle, these niggas is some pigeons Told my youngin's, "Chill," but niggas still didn't listen Told my youngin's, "Chill," but niggas still didn't— Songtexte Started accidental, then this turned monumental Foot up on his pedal, tryna hit a another— 'Member we was young, we was hustlin' welfare Why would I go back to my city [?] I been gettin' packages and shit in the mail All this fuckin' paper I never felt Aus Songtexte Mania