Bleed Lyrics

If they claiming they real but they doing the most

Better watch out for them fraudulent folks

Swearing they street but they barely concrete

Be talking bout bands but they pockets petite

I wanted to see all my brothas succeed

So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed

Money, it really do grow on them trees

Fruits of your labor, but 1st plant the seeds

If they claiming they real but they doing the most

Better watch out for them fraudulent folks

Swearing they street but they barely concrete

Be talking bout bands but they pockets petite

I wanted to see all my brothas succeed

So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed

Money, it really do grow on them trees

Fruits of your labor, but 1st plant the seeds

Everybody trapped out, claiming they da plug

Til the shyt get real and they face in the mud

The hate you gave, really made a brotha turn THUG

Boy they only gangsta when they tweaking off drugs

Rock salt pop, then its followed by slug

Have ya folded up like in the hucklebuck

Never go off luck, play it safe keep tuck

Have the whoppah dump, dump, sounding like a Mac Truck

The story got stale, had to write new chapter

Trimmed off the fat, now I’m climbing up the ladder

Dark days first and the glory comes after

Multiply the factors that make the pockets fatter

I only want the cheese, y’all keep the beef & tea

Cause if ya gotta burned, lil buddy 3rd degree

I don’t the need features, cooking ether doing me

Switching up the stance slide a goofy off dey feet

Wahht

If they claiming they real but they doing the most

Better watch out for them fraudulent folks

Swearing they street but they barely concrete

Be talking bout bands but they pockets petite

I wanted to see all my brothas succeed

So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed

Money, it really do grow on them trees

Fruits of your labor, but 1st plant the seeds

Vibe to my own groove, can’t walk in my shoes

I charged a lot to game and I been paid dues

My mama raised man, standing on own my two

Get bread with my cheese all day fondue

When ya .38 Hot yeen ain't waiting on a cue

Ya catch a bih lackin, buss'em down that the move

Keep winners in ya circle baby, how you go lose

Tupac was the star but Omar had the juice

I'm Mr. Make It Happen, never making no excuse

Maneuver thru the obstacles while taking they abuse

Real shell shocked souljah certified blown fuse

So ya bump heads know ya dealing with moose

I still find it critical to be an individual

Get up in ya mind, on ya eardrum leave some residue

Paving all my avenues that lead to revenue

Haters eat a dick, and the royalties incredible

If they claiming they real but they doing the most

Better watch out for them fraudulent folks

Swearing they street but they barely concrete

Be talking bout bands but they pockets petite

I wanted to see all my brothas succeed

So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed

Money, it really do grow on them trees

Fruits of your labor, but 1st plant the seeds

If they claiming they real but they doing the most

Better watch out for them fraudulent folks

Swearing they street but they barely concrete

Be talking bout bands but they pockets petite

I wanted to see all my brothas succeed

So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed

Money, it really do grow on them trees

Fruits of your labor, but 1st plant the seeds