TOOK THE RISK Lyrics

I know ways to make some money, a young n***a gotta push

I got thoughts up in my head doin' donuts while I'm smokin' kush

I got Lil' Shawty on my phone, she beggin' me just to eat my wood

And all these thoughts, they stressin' me when I'm smokin' on this 3 gram wood

I know ways to get some money, a young n***a just gotta be patient

Yeah, sleepless nights, come with the job, you can't waste no time bein' basic

And I got demon thoughts runnin' through my head that I can't even face it

My momma had said I was born to be a star, but I'm makin' it to the paper

Yeah, I'm a breadwinner, do it for the fam

I'm so off the map, I don't even post on Instagram

And I got all these chains around my neck, I don't pay Uncle Sam

And I'm so locked in the studio, I just speak on who I am

And I'm like 5 deep with my partners, reach my chain, I make it blam

And I'm like 5 years in this music shit, I guess this who I am

And I speak in lyrics into this mic, and it's almost like 2 a.m

I can't have a n***a that sit on his ass, describe, and make me who I am

I stand 2x on everything, especially on what I'm sayin

This gangsta shit ain't meant for everybody, you need to make a plan

I lost so many souls up in this shit, I swear it's just a plan

I could've lost my life that night, instead they took my truest friend

Sometimes I fight it out at night, inside of me, my spirit bright

I stay focused on these millions and this money in my sight

This revenue breakin' the light, these diamonds in my mouth, they bright

You cave a name, a bitch I like, yeah, money is motive, came off right

All this gangsta shit ain't never been a plan for me

All these thoughts runnin' through my head, I can't even, stand up and breathe

If you ain't got no motion, get the fuck up and stand up and leave

I got my hoodies on, cause I got my heart rockin' on my sleeve, yeah, yeah

I got money on my mind, fuck that other shit

Young n****s can't even knock me off my grind, I'm really on my shit

If I had a time machine, I'd go back and change up all the shit I did

Now let me think back, cause I was just a young n***a tryin' to change some shit

I know ways to get some money, get your ass up, time is tickin

I remember them days I was in the kitchen, whippin' next to the dirty dishes

And now I go to the store, I ball out just like I'm Derek Fisher

I'm workin' hard, makin' real decisions to get my n****s up out the trenches, yeah

I can't even hate myself cause I stand on my own

I don't even got nobody to lean on, that's how I'm on my own

I really ain't got nobody to really call up on my phone

Sometimes at night I cry and think about how all my n****s gone, yeah, yeah