This Is It

All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 Always was a winner even when I wasn't 'posed to
 The money getting bigger as if it wasn't supposed to
 Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a break
 On July 8th broke down heaven's gates
 Now watch, they high all day
 Fuck you leaving, fuck all evening
 Call me mister fuck all day
 Trap all day and night
 Don't need a house much unless you buy some chains
 Spam my conscious, tryna' walk on water
 Feel the earth on me
 You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by their face on me
 Catch a fake case, with an eighth on me
 Not phased, don't pass that shit homie
 'Cause more
 'Bout to put some in the air, 'til my nigga goes off
 'Cause you got some shrooms, I got a room
 You and me 'til we reach the moon
 Never wore a disguise, love the skin I'm in
 You trade your soul for fame, we ain't built the same
 All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 All I ever wanted was to be a one to one
 Now I'm one in three
 Compulsively a nigga gotta run up or get none
 Know I feel your pain, a different day when you're done
 Put you down, afraid to look around, instead I for my dogs
 Now my city give me 150 for my skis, 150 for
 Three niggas, we gotta eat
 Shouts to fans that's overseas
 Independent grind, at least we did form a company
 We a bond that never breaks, never giving up the cake
 Not a fan of pointing fingers at men
 It's dependent on who can pay for academics
 Homie your chemists are missing the
 You back into handling business, no kidding
 My head's at the clinic, I need a prescription
 My vision is clearer through smoking them mirrors
 I can't be compared to those niggas you hearing
 So don't be offended when niggas don't feel you
 All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 Feeling brave? Nigga run up
 Buck shots, Here muscle
 And I don't need Joey to pump it
 Pitbull, no muzzle
 Badman, I'm thuggin'
 Dunno, gun smoke
 Can't tell me nothin', there's no need for discussion
 I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box logo bully
 Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
 I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they ain't wanna say
 Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
 Will I die from my homicide or will I die from taking too much drugs?
 Lord knows I'm just here to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
 Cold line, 100 blunts
 Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
 2Pac in 96 and troublesome
 27 club, here I come
 Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a whole lot of decimals
 I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessing up
 Bloodstream full of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
 Better than some of them Bet they gon' say it's beginners luck
 I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
 And then somebody get 'em and I'm losing my balance and I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
 My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
 My celly' keep ringing
 I cannot find enough courage to answer
 The backwoods is hitting
 Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
 Trip on acid while I'm rapping sippin' muddy, counting money
 I think she took too many xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking
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 Made it out the ghetto, shout out to my mother
 Kudos to my papa, he ain't wear the rubber
 This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
 (This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers)
 
 All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 Always was a winner even when I wasn't 'posed to
 The money getting bigger as if it wasn't supposed to
 Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a break
 On July 8th broke down heaven's gates
 Now watch, they high all day
 Fuck you leaving, fuck all evening
 Call me mister fuck all day
 Trap all day and night
 Don't need a house much unless you buy some chains
 Spam my conscious, tryna' walk on water
 Feel the earth on me
 You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by their face on me
 Catch a fake case, with an eighth on me
 Not phased, don't pass that shit homie
 'Cause more
 'Bout to put some in the air, 'til my nigga goes off
 'Cause you got some shrooms, I got a room
 You and me 'til we reach the moon
 Never wore a disguise, love the skin I'm in
 You trade your soul for fame, we ain't built the same
 All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 All I ever wanted was to be a one to one
 Now I'm one in three
 Compulsively a nigga gotta run up or get none
 Know I feel your pain, a different day when you're done
 Put you down, afraid to look around, instead I for my dogs
 Now my city give me 150 for my skis, 150 for
 Three niggas, we gotta eat
 Shouts to fans that's overseas
 Independent grind, at least we did form a company
 We a bond that never breaks, never giving up the cake
 Not a fan of pointing fingers at men
 It's dependent on who can pay for academics
 Homie your chemists are missing the
 You back into handling business, no kidding
 My head's at the clinic, I need a prescription
 My vision is clearer through smoking them mirrors
 I can't be compared to those niggas you hearing
 So don't be offended when niggas don't feel you
 All you fools just sound the same
 Ain't no credit to your name
 Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
 Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
 Make a difference, make a change
 But ain't no puppets on a string
 Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
 Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
 Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
 All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
 Feeling brave? Nigga run up
 Buck shots, Here muscle
 And I don't need Joey to pump it
 Pitbull, no muzzle
 Badman, I'm thuggin'
 Dunno, gun smoke
 Can't tell me nothin', there's no need for discussion
 I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box logo bully
 Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
 I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they ain't wanna say
 Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
 Will I die from my homicide or will I die from taking too much drugs?
 Lord knows I'm just here to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
 Cold line, 100 blunts
 Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
 2Pac in 96 and troublesome
 27 club, here I come
 Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a whole lot of decimals
 I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessing up
 Bloodstream full of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
 Better than some of them Bet they gon' say it's beginners luck
 I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
 And then somebody get 'em and I'm losing my balance and I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
 My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
 My celly' keep ringing
 I cannot find enough courage to answer
 The backwoods is hitting
 Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
 Trip on acid while I'm rapping sippin' muddy, counting money
 I think she took too many xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking
 ♪
 Made it out the ghetto, shout out to my mother
 Kudos to my papa, he ain't wear the rubber
 This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
 (This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers)