FTDAG ft. EARTHGANG Lyrics

Yuh, yea, oh

Let me paint the picture of a life of a nigga

Let me stretch the canvas of living with no chances

Langston Hughes and Baby Blues

Detroit Reds and Chanel Orange

The bigger the hoop the bigger the heart

In my hood they jack for parts

Tell grandma stay in her car

These lil niggas don't play guitar

We still climbing out the bottom of a barrel

We still hiding our stash from our mama

Nah don't tell her

Baby we gave up on the educational system

We ain't got computers

We ain't got no tutors

We the man of the house so we ain't got no rulers

We sleeping on the couch

Dreams is haunting like Krueger

We just want the money

Don't act funny

Grab the Uzi

We ain't got no choice

Ain't got no voice

We livin' ruthless

Houses fallin' apart

But nigga I ain't mad a you

I know you just tryna shine

In a batch of bad apples

I know you just tryna rise and hell fire grab at you

I know you just want to live abundant but them crabs at you

Whoa

Sun still shine when it rain

Fuck the dirty ass game

I still smile through the pain, yea

Fuck this dirty ass game

I said

Sun still shine when it rain, yea

Fuck this dirty ass game, whoa

I still smile through the pain

Fuck this dirty ass game

Screamin' at myself

I wind up caught in conversation with the world

Let it spin

Watch it end

For a shift

Say the word

Told the wind to hold me over

Shower patience on em

Front runner

War ready

No safety on it

I ran the alley as a child

I might be on my seventh life

Tell me what heavens like

Hell is right around the corner every time

The devil on my shoulder out his mind

Saying aim it at the sun and keep firing

Catch me if you land one

I'll gift wrap the world into your hands

But I play the cards I'm dealt

Like Gambit

Eastside Baltimore bandit

Middle finger to corner store cameras

Fuck you if you still got your hand out

Whoa

Sun still shine when it rain

Fuck the dirty ass game

I still smile through the pain, yea

Fuck this dirty ass game

I said

Sun still shine when it rain, yea

Fuck this dirty ass game, whoa

I still smile through the pain

Fuck this dirty ass game

My nigga what's good

I see you workin'

Watch who watching you

Livin' like Sopranos

Yea that energy gon follow through

Airing out the rendezvous

Fuckin up the barbecue

Young nigga flexin'

Show the hoes I'm worth talking to

The old niggas

Only fuck your bitches

When you broke nigga

It's cool I got some licks to hit

You can roll with us

We ain't make the game dirty

Shit we was born in it

I don't think much

I see it want it

Then I go and get it

Hustle nigga

Every second wasted

Its just more opinions

Stove and the microwave broke

I got the coldest chicken

Getting rich

The only key to living life

With no restrictions

Thats what you want right

Aight yea me too

Aight bet

Spray the block

Get the windshields wet

Keep the gas in rotation

But I will break sweat

I take Cash App and Zelle

But I don't take threats

Like a retwist in hell

I'm a real hot head

Got these dogs in my chest

And they will not rest

Fuckin short thick bitches

With the spill out breast

My whole life I seen death

But I'm still not stressed

Smoking out your dream bitch

But we still not pressed

Only niggas where we from

Making real progress

If I die investigate

I ain't kill myself

But as long as I'm alive

You know its still fuck 12

Know I'm only catching W's

But I still puff L's