Yeah

When Snupe died, I was high, shit, I ain't get to feel it
And I can't lie, been on my mind that I ain't hit his this killer
Too many guys been switchin' sides, it's only gettin' realer
Look in my eyes, when you see fire, turn me to a villain (Dougie on the beat)
All the money deals made me stress more
Made it out the hood, they think I'm blessed more
Seen my brother's true colors, ain't have a check for 'em
And when it come to my mother, don't even check on
Money and violence, I'm like, "Fuck it, we wildin'"
Whether my dawg was right or wrong, shit, I'm like, "Fuck it, we slidin'"
Sometimes I need to be alone or go to an island to clear my mind up
And you can't cry 'bout that street shit once you sign up
My homie called me 'bout some cash, it fucked my mind up
Niggas was bitin' down my back, it fucked my spine up
You ain't even tell me that them niggas said they tryna rob us, you tryna slime us
Trust gettin' lower as the money go up
Heart gettin' colder, I've been very sober
When they say the opps died, we ain't trippin', we like, "So what?"
We ain't here to keep your name alive 'cause we know that it's over
It's over
It's over (haha)
It's over

They thought it was over, we got low in the city
I walk in, unload, and I might blow like three fifty
Tell my youngin' go and he gon' spin 'til he dizzy
Feelin' like it'll be my bro before my enemies get me
And I just wanna know who'll slide from the beginning
Thought I was losin', niggas was switchin' sides
We try to win and we winnin', yeah

Snakes in the grass, no hesitation, run 'em over
So I ain't even notice when I ran over a cobra
You was supposed to be my brother, in the trenches we was soldiers
The Impala was breakin' down, but now my Phantom got a chauffer
And I done bulletproofed the Rover
I can't trust nobody, I ain't even invite nobody over
Perkies in my body, I feel less heavy when I'm sober
I did this for my family, I hope this money bring us closer
(Pray the money bring us closer)
Hope the money bring us closer
Whole lot of stuff been on my shoulders, niggas thought that it was over
I've been doin' my thing all quarantine, just tryna clean my soul up
Niggas askin' when I'm droppin', shit, I was tryna get some closure
I was tryna see who with me in my darkest deepest moments
See my feelings, I'm gon' hold it

They thought it was over, we got low in the city
I walk in, unload, and I might blow like three fifty
Tell my youngin' go and he gon' spin 'til he dizzy
Feelin' like it'll be my bro before my enemies get me
And I just wanna know who'll slide from the beginning
Thought I was losin', niggas was switchin' sides
We try to win and we winnin'

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Writer(s): Douglas Whitehead, Robert Rihmeek Williams