paint

Gotta run this shit up before I give my love away

Havin' flashbacks bout that gang, I miss my thug today

Yeah, bitch, you make me feel good but not like no money play

I been in the hood way too long, need to get the fuck away

I gotta fall back, too much shit goin' on right in my face

I ain't peepin', I'm tryna see all that

How she don't wanna leave but need her space, what you call that

Trippin', you won't be satisfied till I never call back

Every day I'm pushin' thrax, it's a risk I take

Cause ain't no 9 to 5 gon' pay these racks