Voices Lyrics

All i know is i just want the chicken

If u seen me out im on a mission

Dudes dont wanna move to busy dissin

Wait till i get on then fuck they bitches

I done seen some things that had me trippin

Promised mine this time it would be different

Look around and all i see is digits

Voices in my mind like nigga get it

Yeah, b4 my 2 seeds starve im lettin this heat off

Learned lessons after each loss

It’s such a blessing just to breathe lord

Cuz where I come from, we want the money

Not to be stars, and bein lame

Is a stain on your name you cant clean off

Feeling like a nigga seen all

The up and downs of the seesaw

And still I scheme on (8)

Them slow starts done got fast change

But I hustle for my last name

You should ask dame

These niggas shootin but got bad aim

And if I pull on niggas thats game

And I have range, steph curry wit that 30 on

Far from a jersey worn

Sticks let em rip till ya bitch and ya mother mourn

I aint like these other bols

All them times sitting in the back is what he frontin for

Run up on any and every im never up off of my toes

Building my legacy lettin em fraud for these hoes

Homie been ready im heavy its all in my flows

Armed and im deadly and lettin all of it blow

All in his wig, thought i was callin it quits

Just had to get on my game knew i was made for this

I went from minimun wage to paid to spit

But still remember them days a nigga prayed for this

I turned my program to my own brand thats litty

The old fans should known dan wasnt chillin

The whole plan is to go ham build a buildin

And I’m conan to wit own hands make a killin

Hate it or love it I came for the hunnits

Niggas on angles they change like its nothin

Meanwhile i took it from nothin to somethin

This life is a bitch but i cuffed it

All i know is i just want the chicken

If u seen me out im on a mission

Dudes dont wanna move to busy dissin

Wait till i get on then fuck they bitches

I done seen some things that had me trippin

Promised mine this time it would be different

Look around and all i see is digits

Voices in my mind like nigga get it

I remember tellin my niggas that we was gon make it

And when they asked how i replied

Just grind while these other niggas was hatin

Played the hand I was dealt

Just so happens that the hand I was dealt was all aces

Started wit a pocket full of lint now can cop Anything off the shelf in yall faces

Yeah and im so good wit it, streets tell me neva change cuz im so hood wit it

But a nigga after bills cuz these bills aint free

Tryna get a M then flip it to a B

Living for today neva thinkin bout tomorrow

Cuz we all know that it aint promised

It’s a long process but im in for the long run

Short temper long gun niggas whats poppin

Hell yeah ima rider, alotta nigga bled for a dollar

Sittin wit the feds in the lockup

While im out here everyday

With a prayer said from my momma

Still keep the lead for the drama

With my head on the commas

Cuz i need em all, stand up nigga

Niggas rather see u fall

Then to watch a nigga win

How that shit sound, small thing to a giant And i keep a big pound

Rolling thru my big town

Feeling ready to go and own that

Getting paper no hatin we dont condone that

Reminisce on humble beginings and just smile

Celebrating wit thick hoes and thick clouds

Hustla on the scene

Was counted out now a nigga countin green

Had to get up off that block with that dream

Now I’m headed to the top with the team

And I’m yelling out