Above All Else Lyrics

It get lonely on this road

Some niggas fold, and some niggas go

That's why I can't switch up, on none of my hittas

You can't trust these bitches, why you mad she chose

And when you down & need a hand,

they silent

Took my poppa he got indicted

Reason why I'm slidin' you know I love the violence

Touch my brothers go get to hidin'

They on the fence, then fuck 'em niggas

Bitch my time is precious

Loyalty the essence, spoil-free, forever steppin'

Since adolescents in them trenches, we was 'round them weapons

Holes in my momma clothes, was struggling to get us presents

Back when they handed out free lunches at the 42nd

Accustomed to da struggle, finer things ain't had a sense of

Fuck makin' friends, I make amends, I'm tryna send a message

5.7 or the Wesson call me coach I'm finna stretch 'em

1911, iridescent grip snatch you up, leave you messy like cartel beheadings

Pussy ass nigga I reckon

You ain't about it

let it shower, we blow

Won't allow 'em to knock me down

All I got is my own, nigga

It get lonely on this road

Some niggas fold, and some niggas go

That's why I can't switch up, on none of my hittas

You can't trust these bitches, why you mad she chose

And when you down & need a hand,

they silent

Took my poppa he got indicted

Reason why I'm slidin' you know I love the violence

Touch my brothers go get to hidin'

Used to look up at the stars and pray to god in search of help

Ever day my calls unanswered, you ain't know the pain I felt

Pops was trapped up in a cell, while I was thinking to myself

This the cards that I was dealt, but why life hit below the belt

Broken hearted, why you do me? I can't love nobody else

Fuck that bitch, I set her free

Had to do it for my health

Now I do it for the wealth

Still I do it for my thugs

When they low I pick 'em up, it's over them I'm pullin' plugs

I'm all in

Even if the odds against us now

We gon win

Told my bro, ain't nun that can tear us down

It get lonely on this road

Some niggas fold, and some niggas go

That's why I can't switch up, on none of my hittas

You can't trust these bitches, why you mad she chose

And when you down & need a hand,

they silent

Took my poppa he got indicted

Reason why I'm slidin' you know I love the violence

Touch my brothers go get to hidin'