Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Chorus 2x:

And Im not tryna ask nobody for no help,
They got us stuck out here tryna get for ourselves.
Sometimes I feel like we the only one's who left,
and we ain't got no time to be nobody else.

Verse 1:

Young black brothers in a pool full of sharks,
still tryna pull the sun-light from the dark,
but the blackest of nights,
bring out the brightest of stars.
Suns far & wide now we back to the trap.
Where only the strong niggas get the best of the lamb,
and niggas still got a couple pounds in they cars,
and either get lifted or a couple of charges,
and if they don't just get a couple of Chargers.
300 ways man, just like Carver.
Either get the butter, or these people gon starve ya.
Can't do nothing now you feeling bombarded, but
fuck that man do you regardless.
Always pay homage to the dearly departed.
Gotta always finish what you did, and you started.
Gotta get rich, or a nigga gon die tryna, cuz
all this hard work won't matter if you stop climbing, so
now I'm riding like a mufucking G,
either see me or don't sleep, cuz
a young brother like me on the creep,
come up, pull up, can't be talking bout could of.
Do it, straight up, press it, sell it, ship it off my nigga.
In the weight room while we pushing up bars,
still praying that this hard-work get us far nigga.

Chorus 2x:

And Im not tryna ask nobody for no help,
They got us stuck out here tryna get for ourselves.
Sometimes I feel like we the only one's who left,
and we ain't got no time to be nobody else.

Verse 2: Goldie

Spit fire, nigga sleep on me,
Vibe out witcho Big Homie.
Tryna get mines, man that bitch lying.
Late night you sleep, I'm on the creep,
Fuck Money, Get Free.
Big ups to my O.G.,
Nigga chill don't O.D.
Goldie, Nigga lowkey,
No time for Cold feet,
Game, to deep, Gotta,
get it how u live nigga,
Play to me a real nigga,
might turn you to a killa.
I got em, who shot em,
no time boy, these streets cold,
I'm trying.
Betta grind either way your choice,
go for it stop hiding.
I'm shining, keep climbing,
great timing, stop flexing,
no lie, we vibing.
So chill,
Let's keep the shit real.
Wanna be the boss pay the bills,
gotta get it how you live.
No car, No crib,
No mink, No veal.
Hard days a lot of tears.
Late night tryna trap these skills..... yeah