Piano G Songtext
(Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
(DJ on the beat so it’s a banger)
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities
I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
(DJ on the beat so it’s a banger)
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities
I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
Stickin’ to my .40 like a Velcro strap
Don’t go tweakin’ wit my shorties or them shells gon’ clap
Swing that red beam, leave yo' head in yo' lap
My nigga institutionalized in them cell doors trapped
Free all them real niggas locked away
Still slavery, it’s just modern day
Married the game, now we partin’ ways
Do it for gang, that’s the hardest phase
They let it bang, yeah them Glocks’ll spray, oh
Had it hard, so my heart, kinda heavy and I’m scarred
‘Cause deep feelings like machete, finally made it pourin’ champagne on my prezi
I can only give you my all if you let me, uh, uh, uh
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
And I wonder, "Would the love be the same?"
If I couldn’t make no more hits
I hit the stu’ all the time with a dream in my eyes
Tryna ball like a number one pick
They don’t really know ‘bout the nights I cried
Just to put this Cartier on my wrist
I’ll give up every last chain just to give my grandma one more kiss
One minute you here then you gone
'Lotta shit just happen so quick
But as life goes on, more niggas just fade away out them pics
Lookin’ back on them times I ain’t have no luck on my side
Used to wonder how bad it can get
Tryna find my place in this world
Used to wonder was I ever gon’ fit
Every day high as hell just takin’ up space on the block
I ain’t even have no blick
Same niggas yellin’ bro and shit, it was jokes and shit
Used to laugh when I’m like shit
On jam, I risk it all for the gang
Still be the one niggas won’t miss
I was in denial runnin’ from reality, a lotta shit I ain’t wanna admit, uh
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities
I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
Stickin’ to my .40 like a Velcro strap
Don’t go tweakin’ wit my shorties or them shells gon’ clap
Swing that red beam, leave yo' head in yo' lap
My nigga institutionalized in them cell doors trapped
Free all them real niggas locked away
Still slavery, it’s just modern day
Married the game, now we partin’ ways
Do it for gang, that’s the hardest phase
They let it bang, yeah them Glocks’ll spray, oh
Had it hard, so my heart, kinda heavy and I’m scarred
‘Cause deep feelings like machete, finally made it pourin’ champagne on my prezi
I can only give you my all if you let me, uh, uh, uh
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
And I wonder, "Would the love be the same?"
If I couldn’t make no more hits
I hit the stu’ all the time with a dream in my eyes
Tryna ball like a number one pick
They don’t really know ‘bout the nights I cried
Just to put this Cartier on my wrist
I’ll give up every last chain just to give my grandma one more kiss
One minute you here then you gone
'Lotta shit just happen so quick
But as life goes on, more niggas just fade away out them pics
Lookin’ back on them times I ain’t have no luck on my side
Used to wonder how bad it can get
Tryna find my place in this world
Used to wonder was I ever gon’ fit
Every day high as hell just takin’ up space on the block
I ain’t even have no blick
Same niggas yellin’ bro and shit, it was jokes and shit
Used to laugh when I’m like shit
On jam, I risk it all for the gang
Still be the one niggas won’t miss
I was in denial runnin’ from reality, a lotta shit I ain’t wanna admit, uh
He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story
Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me”
Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties
Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority
My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities
I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me
No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly
Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
