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No punches Ugh Thankful, the good the bad, all of it It's a lot, from chucking gang signs to going corporate It's a lot, Mama telling us she couldn't afford it It's a lot, from riding on the bus, now we in Porsches It's a lot, bitches with they phones tryna record us It's a lot, I just left a wake, I seen my grandma It's a lot, cousins see me, they pull out they cameras It's a lot, lately ain't been speaking to my brother It's a lot, I see that shit on the face of my mother It's a lot, Pops prouder than he ever been That mean a lot, he asking me how much I be spending Know it's a lot, talking about my nephews and my nieces It's a lot, they know I got 'em if it's a little or it's a lot I gotta bump my head, I clear my mind, making salat (Mashallah) Every time I ever pay the lawyer, it's a lot Free my niggas, can't say all they names 'cause it's a lot I ain't do this shit all by myself, bro, it's a lot Giving out love, not getting it back, it's a lot In the mansion thinking about the trap, it's a lot Fell out with my bro, he took some racks, it's a lot I told him watch my front, I got his back, know it's a lot Ducking police, tryna stay lethal, it's a lot SongtexteAt first, they ain't want you, but now they need you, it's a lot My homies keep dying, I question God, it's a lot Tryna see some shit we never saw, it's a lot Talkin 'bout Hennessy, me and Shooter sipped a lot I can't even count the tears that dropped, know it's a lot Hours in these studios, grinding, I spent a lot Circle 'round blocks till I'm dizzy, we spent a lot Chasin' dreams, now add up my streams, it's a lot Before fans it was fiends, I feel asleep in some spots Homies I fell out with 'cause they jealous, it's a lot Buying guns, I been collecting weapons, it's a lot Any harm you try to bring to mine gon' get you shot Talking bullets, it's a lot Quickly put you in a box, it's a lot Smiling in my face but really hate me, it's a lot Used to play me, now she tryna date me, it's a lot Never can I keep this Glock on safety, niggas plot Sold to a undercover, he couldn't believe it was a cop Praying on your downfall, it's a lot How many times did I fall off and get right back, bro? It's a lot Giving out love, not getting it back, it's a lot In the mansion thinking about the trap, it's a lot Fell out with my bro, he took some racks, it's a lot I told him watch my front, I got his back, know it's a lot Ducking police, tryna stay lethal, it's a lot At first, they ain't want you, but now they need you, it's a lot My homies keep dying, I question God, it's a lot Tryna see some shit we never saw, it's a lot It's a lot Nigga ain't complaining It's a lot A lot come with this shit Love, hate It's a lot It's a lot Aus Songtexte Mania