TAGS ft. G. King, Saint Jessay, Abbas, Don't Panic & Blank Face Villain Lyrics

Don't Panic

As a kid I was walking round didn't say much

Looking back that environment is what made us

Ain't that much I'm afraid of

Maybe except that

Change changing up

I'm counting paystubs

Know that I never gave up

Remember all the jokes and the games

When stuff was made up

Remember things was simple and plain rocking with day ones

But you can't bring along everybody from where you came up

Dreams of blowing cash on items ain't know the name of

What I had to do?

So many times when I wanted ain't follow through

I ain't running round no excuse

I ain't dumbing down for the truth

Off Lupe

I broke cycles what type of life you gonna choose

It's something something now for the youth

I promise

I den' met some dishonest

I den' met too many ppl fell in love with them commas

Some of my closest friends

Now it's too much of that drama you knew them jokes would end

Now I'm spending my dollas don't got mo to lend

They want us in tags

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Our toes dipped in the splash

They want us in tags

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Bones we turn into ash

They want us in tags while

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Our toes dipped in the splash

They want us in tags while

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Bones we turn into ash

I can see no way

I can see no way

I can see no way

I can see no way

As a man I be walking round don't say much

Watching family turn to enemy over paystubs

In god they didn't trust they didn't know what faith was

Lacking all accounts on the real this what fake does

Talk about dishonest, I done seen even the modest

Turn accomplice for the commas it makes common sense

I'm afraid of the judgment and the love

The hate and the envy come entangled with the above

For the green you singing blues in all black

What a fool if only busting caps was all caps inside the Rue

If it was true we'd have you back with the crew the damage would undo the damage from the packs

From all the gas that we blew

How ironic

You have to believe and live out the scenario

Running the game is a long way from running inside the barrio

Made a killing the last twelve months and it killed me

Blew cash on tags in hopes it would heal me

They want us in tags

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Our toes dipped in the splash

They want us in tags

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Bones we turn into ash

They want us in tags while

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Our toes dipped in the splash

They want us in tags while

They spending the cash

They wanting the tags

Bones we turn into ash

I can see no way

I can see no way

I can see no way

I can see no way