Voices Lyrics

Like I heard a lot of people say shit about me

I heard a nigga I love say shit about me

I hear a nigga I hate say shit about me

But I'm not just tripping

The hardest thing I heard was a nigga actually said

I'm gonna quit my career and start doing something useless but that was just a voice Though

I feel like without my voice there might be no hope for the street

I feel like without my music there might be no sole for my feet

And the way I move I know there is a reason for these

Sometimes I don't shower I keep no lotion on my table yh

I'm so lit you know my skin worth some mills

I don't know why I'm still here though I'm still breathing

But I don't know why

When I'm down they want me up

When I'm up they want me down

When I'm Balling they want me broke

When I'm broke they want me balling

Dem don know say I choke

Restrict my air flows

I just wanna blow

But all these niggas they be capping

All my niggas they be jonzing

S.D.G dey ball my gee always ganging

Fuck you wanna talk

S.T.G dey call me when he's biking on the high way

Yea yeee What can you do cunna

They say what can you do

I just wanna run it up

What can you do

I just wanna run it up

Nawa for you

I don't gatto talk every week

Stack it up pulling up in a Benz ye

You know my wrist is a flex ye

Look at my Neck is a flex

All of my niggas we flex

All of my nigga we own this and we own that

We never do caps Pulling the top big Benz

We call the shots skrrr come in the crib

Yes we so lit right everyday

Where we wan dey na where money dey aaah

Omo cunna no dey play

You notice my face don change

I just wanna get the bag like it is everyday

Seven digits eight digits ten digits

Gimme more gimme more

Omo e no do me they don't know

I just got a bag they don't know

Thirty mil in the crib I ain't even paid yet

Smoking expensive shit

Mama calling me imma pay her debt

Still smoking expensive shit

Never going broke never going back

They don't know they say

They don't know if I am a gee

They don't know if I'm a real one

They don't know if I'm a thug

Can't you see all my Tatts

Expensive shit on my back

I got a mill on my ears

What the fuck you wanna talk

I did shit by myself so be careful when you talk

Be careful when you talk

I could run up on your plug

When it's my time I swear to God

Imma send my brother half a mill in two months no cap Imma do that

But I don't know why

When I'm down they want me up

When I'm up they want me down

When I'm Balling they want me broke

When I'm broke they want me balling

Dem don know say I choke

Restrict my air flows

I just wanna blow

If I fall down Imma get it back cus I'm tall

Imma get it back at once

Imma ball every week

Imma get it every weekend

My bitch on a stipend

My boys on a big Benz

My gees on a big Royce

Who

What the fuck you wanna talk

I put millions in the crib

I spend millions on the street

I spend millions on my mama

I spend thousands on this bitch

I spend thousand on these niggas

I spend money oh my

All these drugs all these pills

All the smoke and all this will

All these tatts all these skills

All these styles all this life

What the fuck You wanna talk

I spend hundreds in a weed

But I don't know why

When I'm down they want me up

When I'm up they want me down

When I'm Balling they want me broke

When I'm broke they want me balling

Dem don know say I choke

Restrict my air flows

I just wanna blow

But all these niggas they be capping

All my niggas they be jonzing

S.T.G dey ball my gee always ganging

Fuck you wanna talk

S.T.G dey call me when he's biking on the high way yea yee

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