(Veno the Builder
Veno gone cook a beat, mix the ingredients)

Yeah, ayy

Ayy
We hope they don't cut 'em
We play the cards that we was dealt
Fuck it I'm used to it, I'm riding by myself
I'm going through pain, worried 'bout everybody else
Probably under steel human, I put my music on the shelf
Loading my Glock, I gotta make it to tomorrow
Look in my eyes and see the ocean water, yeah
Still'll bust your brain, I got a good heart
Ayy, don't get this shit here twisted like a doorknob

If we gotta fix the problem, we break the laws
Plead not guilty, I'll forever play my innocence
If you don't see that nigga with me he a enemy
I'm tryna fill my killer pockets up with rubber bands
If they want smoke then I'ma give them boys a weed strand
Sometimes Cap just be alone, he don't want nobody with him
He put Slim in every song, that's how I know he miss his niggas
He gone keep on going to jail if he don't get out of Mobile
I ain't gone lie, he kind of quiet so I don't know what he on
He tried to spare the young niggas, he want his opps' big homie
Only way he came home 'cause his money in Corona
Before I let him bust my dome promise I'ma put 'em all up

We hope they don't cut 'em
We play the cards that we was dealt
Fuck it I'm used to it, I'm riding by myself
I'm going through pain, worried 'bout everybody else
Probably under steel human, I put my music on the shelf
Loading my Glock, I gotta make it to tomorrow
Look in my eyes and see the ocean water, yeah
Still'll bust your brain, I got a good heart
Ayy, don't get this shit here twisted like a doorknob

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Writer(s): Kobe Crawford