Lyricist : Asha Imuno
Composer : Asha Imuno/Gideon Endalkachew
I pray no one touch me my big bros gon' lose they consciouses
I pray no one touch me my big bros gon' lose they consciouses
Momma said be cautious she think I got too much confidence
Came up where the kids go missing
Melting pot of sentiments
Bleach my chest and arm, open the case and bless these instruments
Kept me away from arm and hammer running with the army
But I still aim it South and I ship out if niggas call me
But I don't see no problem if it was we wouldn't be talking about it
Window shopping at your spot and then get small about it
I operate at 100% from beginning to end
I'm the medicine **** with mе
Throw a parade for the kid and my kin and them
Thеy gotta catch me if they wanna muzzle me
These niggas ain't 'bout shit they be pretending
If I go down is you gon' avenge me?
Faking that bounce out give him a Oscar
Turn him a pastor, baby a bastard
If he imposter feed him a 10 piece
I'm at the edge lil nigga don't tempt me
I wad 13 I wanted to bleed 'em
I ain't felt shit for him he should've weaved em
They wanna body Yung Asha he popping
My bro got a blower a beam and he popping shit
Watch how I move when I ball like a Rocket
The crib in the forest on my Davy Crockett shit
I want it all need the cake in my pocket they pick in your pocket and call you a friend
Imma shit on 'em all like I need a Depend
I'm eating the pen
I greet em with grins
What's the price to be a real ass nigga?
I raced the reaper foot to floor I had to ditch ‘em, aye
We dug ‘em ditches send they momma my best wishes, aye
I hit the switches to count up dirty digits, aye
What's the price to be a real ass nigga?
Paper paper paid that cost to be that nigga
Imma lash out if we catch you sneak a picture, aye
One day they miss you
Hope that they don't forget you, aye
Tell me you'll slide if you love me don't give them no grace
It's issues to solve and decisions to make
Can't do no flip-flopping I'm running a race
Training my body, restoring my mind and restraining my body from wetting somebody's son
I'm built to last, I'm God son yeah he got him one
I felt the pain of 100 and ain't been complaining for nothing
If I gotta I'm painting a couple claiming a dozen cause nigga I'm over the puzzle
Struggling to reach out to something other than the benefit reapers and lots is in hiding that want me bleed out and public so tell me you'll slide if you love me
Pick a side don't let 'em slide if you love me
Giving hell like it's a sample, you want it?
Bloody Mary in the mirror I'm dodging
Bloody buried I know one day it's coming
I been running and hiding it's hot in this oven I can't use the A/C
She told me the good gon' outweigh the bad I hope that life say the same thing
Think I heard someone say life like a game, I ain't playing it play me
So I gotta keep on the lights
I gotta hustle to pay fees
Cause 17 turn into 18
16s turn into daydreams
Good days turn into hard nights
Your enemies play for the same team
Tell me you'll slide if you love me
See me inside of the lies if you love me
Tell me you’ll slide if you love me
I'll color inside of the lines if you love me
What is you saying?
You ain't gon' slip in my lane
I sprayed the raid on a lame
Y'all must be insane
Don't know what come with the name
A.I. all in **** the fame
It's guilt on my brain
Try understanding, you can't
We not gon' kick it Liu Kang but I'm not afraid
Bitch if you chicken you Canes
Went M.I.A., wrote Paper Plane to cope with the pain
I swear now my trauma trophy
They went Danny Phantom I
Made it lonely cause living get hard and it's
Something crazy I'm claiming my part in it
I shatter the
Ceiling and let the sun greet me
I jump out the window 'cause ain't no one keeping me
Float like a feather you'll see me on TV
It hit you like BB gun pellets on repeat
What's the price to be a real ass nigga?
I raced the reaper foot to floor I had to ditch em, aye
We dug wm ditches send they momma my best wishes, aye
I hit the switches fo count up dirty digits, aye
What's the price to be a real ass nigga?
Paper paper paid that cost to be that nigga
Imma lash out if we catch you sneak a picture, aye
One day they miss you
Hope that they don't forget you, aye
(What’s the price to be a real ass nigga?)
Went in the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror and said “These niggas really not cut like that.”
(What's the price to be a real ass nigga?)
Any nigga look at me the wrong way, nigga move accordingly before you get knocked on your pockets nigga
Stumps on they lumps, apply the pressure
Don’t tell me chill out I’m trippin’ right now
