Tryna tell you, bae, this shit hurt
I'm only human, baby
Or am I?
(Creatures)
Lost Slick, lost Tune, that's a double pain
Glass blocks in them visit rooms through that double pane (Where we at?)
When Vito died, it's like nobody could feel double pain
But our brother James, let see the world, we got so much to gain (You know it)
The game done took so much from us, thought the hood loved us
Drego and Bene say: Let's take off on this money train (My bros)
I'm in the fifty me and Mari, coke brown and chopped
Marty at the office, Streets and Taj holdin' down the block (Gambino)
My nigga Icy'll pull up and cash a whole bag (Yeah)
You talk to Keith, he tryna meet me, woop up on the crab (Shine)
I caught a sixty and two nineties, we be juugin' ears
Sellin' heroin, remind me of Romello pops from Sugar Hill
Just seen Mokeem, welcome home to my nigga Chill
Feds put that plea deal on the table and he took the twelve
This Mafia shit so for real, I can't stress it enough (I can't)
It's ConCreatures, you know the drill when my Mexican touch
Made a mountain out a molehill
Made a killin' on that road, that's a roadkill (Blazin' trails)
Vacuum-sealin' up them bows out in Roseville (Uh)
Just last month, I could barely pay my phone bill (Couldn't)
Now I'm sippin' good, prayin' that my cup don't spill (Don't run that over)
In the hood with them body snatchers, catchin' cold kill (Game Time)
Some people can't believe this shit because it's so trill (For real)
But that's the penalty of leadership for bein' so real (Let's get it)
Dope in that Pyrex, it look like granola oatmeal
All out of favors, no more extra credit, can't get no deals
Phone can only receive calls if I don't answer
Hang up and call me right back, I'm probably on Flanders (Hit my line)
Snatchin' up beanies for my auntie who got throat cancer
Payin' twenty, gettin' thirty-four, they call me Bo Sanders
If you done saw what I done seen, it'd make your eyes bleed
Off the red slow-motion, livin' life at high speed (Drug life)
My father told me slow down, I'm tryna speed it up
Don't need too much, somethin' to eat, money and weed enough
They get the ups from out the blue, it ain't no freezin' up
Bet they get left before we do, it ain't no leavin' us
I told my plug to hit you off, you better keep in touch (Tap in)
Or we gon' smoke his boots off and make him eat the dust (That's real)
These bitches had me out my bag, I had to readjust
And they don't wanna see me up, rather see me in cuffs (Let's get it)
Made a mountain out a molehill
Made a killin' on that road, that's a roadkill (Blazin' trails)
Vacuum-sealin' up them bows out in Roseville (Uh)
Just last month, I could barely pay my phone bill
Now I'm sippin' good, prayin' that my cup don't spill (Don't run that over)
In the hood with them body snatchers, catchin' cold kill (Game Time)
Some people can't believe this shit because it's so trill (For real)
But that's the penalty of leadership for bein' so real (Let's get it)
