Issa Gold - Within lyrics

Uh Sticky fingers Sticky fingers, you ain't tipping, so I'm gon' get my back up Angry engine, five percenters on all crooked agendas I'm just squinting, tryna see who the fu*k up in my ni**as No more entry, we got real ni**as over here, we chilling You blinded by all the skin that you see on social media Try to cry but then you realize you're your own worst enemy [?] we all know why but they [?] We outta line 'cause ain't nobody taking accountability Uh, so fu*k it, I'ma count up in this Bentley Mmh, have some b*tches with me, mmh, have the liquor in me Gotta keep the piece beside me if they try to test me Rather have it on me when they come arrest me Ay, they say a ni**a never learned his lesson Nah, I'm just tryna ball to the last second Dog, I'm tryna hold it down for my residents And they ask, "Where you going, where you from, where you headed?" I cross left and beat the full-court press they had Defenders everywhere but what's [?] to break a sweat Never been 'bout the approach, it's more about coming correct That's why I don't fu*k with many ni**as, I'ma just bother myself I used to take the long train, we had to upgrade To spin wheels and clog links and eat a large steak Doing events and small shares, was a long year ni**a burned a hundred squares, ain't even shed a whole tear, I been prepared My parents raised me to be strong When I ain't belong I ride the storm until it meets the [?] I been trapping songs while these ni**as cap along [?] no space in my tragic car to clash [?] ni**as getting classics off and standing tall, watching ni**as crash and fall Like Jack and the beanstalk [?] Tryna keep my racks tall and move like a a**hole Play the board and pass go, or stay alone and dodge smoke Ah, so I'ma count up in this fu*king Bentley singing [?] I ain't had the liquor in me, ay Gotta keep a piece beside me if they try to test me (I dare you) I'd rather have it on me when they come arrest me They say ni**as never, ever learn they lessons Nah, we just tryna ball to the last second Dog, I'm just tryna hold it down [?] And they ask where you going, where you from, where you headed Just like that ni**a, ooh Ah, just like that, ooh, ooh, ooh Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah Ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah