Rock a Bye ft. Packo Lyrics

I said stop, take a look at what you doin' My heart's in these pages, I got pain up in

This music I said stop, take a look at what you doin

My heart's in these pages, I got pain up in this music

Said I'm alive cause my instincts, my pride kept me distant

40 by my side so don't you try even twitchin' Always had money but the M been on my wishlist

Tryna make my kids rich and then my kids kids rich

Said I got time and dedication, put aside the education

Have you ever seen a Blick jam? Your stomach gon' be achin

Tryna leave the street shit cause ain't no motivation

I've been thuggin' all my life but I swear I been so impatient

I said what we really livin' for? We came up, we was really poor

Ever wash the dishes with a toothbrush in the kitchen floor

Came up from the bottom, sharing couches in that living room

Ever had a single as a double ain't no pillow room

I said I ain't never back down, that struggle made me act wild

Two twin ninas, ma ya son, he hold a gat now

30 in his ruler, not a student, just a bad child

Any niggas testin' me, this weapon, he a crash out

Said I done been down bad and I done touched a couple dollars

Both aint give a fuck, said I was actin' broke regardless

Niggas ask for handouts but they help me through my problems

Once a nigga get a penny, it's like everybody want it

Help me, help you, help me, I wanna prosper

Oh, I been thinkin' like a monster

Cup full of dirty and a blunt full of rasta

Two twin ninas, I don't know them, they imposters

Said help me, help you, I wanna prosper

Puttin' down my pistol, wonder who's still on my roster

No, I ain't plan to be a lost one

Always had a vision by my side until I lost one

Shit been gettin' spooky, I don't know who I can trust

Been tryna take my time, but everything been in a rush

I'm the type to up the blicky, I don't really wanna fuss

I don't really like to politic, I'd rather send em up

I can pop my shit because I came from the struggle

We was young niggas who would play in the rubble

I was raised right, the streets made me a devil

Ever since I seen a blick, I couldn't stay out of trouble

I ain't livin' right, I know I got my mama stressin

She know when I leave the crib, I be leavin' with a weapon

I done did shit for niggas, I don't even gotta mention

But they stab me in my back like they forgot about that blessing

Help me, help you, help me, I wanna prosper

Oh, I been thinkin' like a monster

Cup full of dirty and a blunt full of rasta

Two twin ninas, I don't know them, they imposters

Said help me, help you, I wanna prosper

Puttin' down my pistol, wonder who's still on my roster

No, I ain't plan to be a lost one

Always had a vision by my side until I lost one

I ain't plan to be a lost one