[Hook X2: William Genaro]
Ive been told to never let go
Always come and shut down
Take it all and soak it in
Pay for a gram
Sell it for a pound X3
[Verse 1: William Genaro]
From a gram, to a eight, to a quarter
Stack your money
Get your sh** from the border
Now you running
Getting everything in order
Money in your pocket
Brand new shoes for your daughter
And you feed your mama
Like she fed you
She ain't got no drama
Because thats all on you
You ain't tripping because you whipping it
When you running trough the streets now
Got it for the low
Now touching your feet like a king now
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Can't nobody take you down
You the boy now
Everybody going to hold you down
But that ain't going to happen
They are going to come start clapping
Jealousy going to kick it
They are going to start rattling
You going to feel it in your stomach
So you are going to start running
Hella sick cause you know they will hit
Now feel from a brick cause you back to a gram
[Hook X2: William Genaro]
Ive been told to never let go
Always come and shut down
Take it all and soak it in
Pay for a gram
Sell it for a pound X3
[Verse 2: William Genaro]
From a day, to a month, to a year now
Still feels different
Nothing seems clear now
Still seating in your cell
With no bail
So don't f** with me
Before I make it to the big house
I see my mama
When I get out
Cause she got my drama
She got my kid now
And I pray to God
She remembers my name
And I pray to God
My little mama remembers my face
Every word I miss
Every step she takes
You know it brakes my heart
But I hope knows the decisions I had to make
Laws I had to brake
Money I had to chase
Feds I had to shake
Had to build the safe
Before they build the case
Fifteen years now
Sitting on my chair now
With no fear
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[Hook X2: William Genaro]
Ive been told to never let go
Always come and shut down
Take it all and soak it in
Pay for a gram
Sell it for a pound X3