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I see another yute grinding Dark on him all for diamonds Tryna make a killing, not end up with lifers Vicious cycle, man are not cyclist But his pedal bike trapping Running outta dough so he's tryna get cash in Cash down, now they want him for ransom Tryna get their hands on man till he slapped it All about action He made a scene, so they knew he weren't acting Never had a handout, only a hand ting Running from them plug and eventually ran tings Hunger turned into greed He hit the belly, had mouths to feed It got to his head, had the world at his feet But there's arms house on every street I see another yute grinding Dark on him all for diamonds Tryna make a killing, not end up with lifers Vicious cycle, man are not cyclist But his pedal bike trapping Running outta dough so he's tryna get cash in Cash down, now they want him for ransom Tryna get their hands on man till he slapped it Songtexte Bang, bang, they shot him down Shotting light and he was shotting loud On his J's, he's tryna run this town He wants to run the world, they wanna run him down Something told him, "Get up, hustle now" Flip to hundred to hundred thou' He weren't trying to let his mama down And and now she's burying him underground It's them same old story Tryna go from the gutter to glory I don't want war but man want war me So I got my mask on Jason Voorhees Poor me, I'm just tryna get rich Gotta go from the bando to the Brits Seen man cop yards from bricks Scarface really scarred us kids I see another yute grinding Dark on him all for diamonds Tryna make a killing, not end up with lifers Vicious cycle, man are not cyclist But his pedal bike trapping Running outta dough so he's tryna get cash in Cash down, now they want him for ransom Tryna get their hands on man till he slapped it I see this one little yute He was on smoke so I rolled him a zoot He sold rock and rolled with the goons Heavy metal, that poker was huge Busy in the cut, just tryna cut through Even though he's got baggage, hes bagging up food Ready for war, not ready for truce He ain't tryna let go but he might let loose Whoa, duck, duck on 'em, on goose mode Fast money, some man are just too slow He ain't even grown but he's run up on a few growns His last next move went left cul de sac Couldn't bust now left His the end of the road was a back road and it ends And he had 'nuff heart but they hit him in the chest I see another yute grinding Dark on him all for diamonds Tryna make a killing, not end up with lifers Vicious cycle man or not cyclist Yeah, instead of pedal back trappin' He took the long road, no traffic Could have got caught up, didn't let it catch him It's all one big distraction With captions I saw the view of the cycle from the view of my cycle We never chose where we live but we choose to be rivals At times I had more faith in my mates than the bible The church was on the other side, we couldn't pray for survival How can your mom pay attention when she can't pay for rentin'? You just lost your bredren now you can't find direction Your dad keeps you centered through fear, not affection It's like your loved ones are helping you prepare for a sentence I ain't too proud to tell you it's all about pride When Jashim got caught, he was holding the inside of his insides outside Go on, tell me that you're outside All those pennies for your thoughts wouldn't even make a pound, sayin' And since money is your breath And you find comfort in the ends And trust is now your ex 'Cause love is not respect And the mirror don't reflect So you're no longer seeing what the suffering projects Got you fumbling the bread So they stuck it on your head And you wonder why you're Vexed Aus Songtexte Mania