[Chorus: Chrisjenkins]
They wanna see you do good
Just not better than them
I put my trust in too many people
I’ll never do that again
Sat back and waited my turn
I took them L’s to da chin
Yeah we used to be cool
But ion do fake pretend
[Verse 1: Chrisjenkins]
Well drying up loyalty gon
Heart torn bodies pilin up
Two eights the year I born
I just pray that my will good
And for the record
I was only resurrecting my own hood
I maybe more plugged in
Than I thought I was
Now it all make more sense
On who I thought I was
It ain’t had nothin
To do wit me selling drugs
It was all confirmation
That I ain’t regular
Puff don’t fuck wit my music
I ain’t social enuf
But you already a legend my nigga
What’s there to discuss
Who can you trust
Me myself this pistol I bust
Whoo what a rush
Cuz ion normally do such and such
Can’t budge me my weight up
Been gon can’t wait up
Got my jets on uma spacer
I’ll stretch sum if I have ta
Owner of the league
But my Jersey in the rafters
Pressure start applying
Then you know what happens after
You see what I’m sayin like the captions
Having withdrawals um relapsing
Wey da fuck he from what is that accent
Sprinkling da seasoning
Don’t pour too much accent
Need the ice and cream so I’m baskin
Keep da 45 they be robbin
Wanting me dead or alive
Cuz um da problem
Story in own mind
Heard it thru the grapevine
Crossing over state lines
[Chorus: Chrisjenkins]
They wanna see you do good
Just not better than them
I put my trust in too many people
I’ll never do that again
Sat back and waited my turn
I took them L’s to da chin
Yeah we used to be cool
But ion do fake pretend
They wanna see you do good
Just not better than them
I put my trust in too many people
I’ll never do that again
Sat back and waited my turn
I took them L’s to da chin
Yeah we used to be cool
But ion do fake pretend
[Verse 1: Chrisjenkins]
Well drying up loyalty gon
Heart torn bodies pilin up
Two eights the year I born
I just pray that my will good
And for the record
I was only resurrecting my own hood
I maybe more plugged in
Than I thought I was
Now it all make more sense
On who I thought I was
It ain’t had nothin
To do wit me selling drugs
It was all confirmation
That I ain’t regular
Puff don’t fuck wit my music
I ain’t social enuf
But you already a legend my nigga
What’s there to discuss
Who can you trust
Me myself this pistol I bust
Whoo what a rush
Cuz ion normally do such and such
Can’t budge me my weight up
Been gon can’t wait up
Got my jets on uma spacer
I’ll stretch sum if I have ta
Owner of the league
But my Jersey in the rafters
Pressure start applying
Then you know what happens after
You see what I’m sayin like the captions
Having withdrawals um relapsing
Wey da fuck he from what is that accent
Sprinkling da seasoning
Don’t pour too much accent
Need the ice and cream so I’m baskin
Keep da 45 they be robbin
Wanting me dead or alive
Cuz um da problem
Story in own mind
Heard it thru the grapevine
Crossing over state lines
[Chorus: Chrisjenkins]
They wanna see you do good
Just not better than them
I put my trust in too many people
I’ll never do that again
Sat back and waited my turn
I took them L’s to da chin
Yeah we used to be cool
But ion do fake pretend
( Chrisjenkins )
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