Did Not Quit

Got a flow thieves couldn't snatch
I don't want your girl tomorrow you could have her back
But she gon trip cause she know I rap
I saw that ass so I had to ask wassup wit that
Pretty funny how money got honies running back
But I be spinning and swervin like I'm a running back
Younger days I was yearnin but now I'm done with that
Makin music no purpose but now I'm comin back
And now I studied the game so you could run it back
Gimme all my masters all my money back
Everything up front, I like the sound of that
What you got in that blunt, I'll move a pound of that
Sticky icky put grabba inside my spliffy I grab her she comin wit me
She makin money so quickly I let her know that she got it
And that she should come and get me she makin her own Decisions and she decide to be wit me nigga

Where my hardworkin niggas at?
Who put real work in instead of scammin cats?
And where my hardworkin bitches at?
Who don't gotta make they bread laying on they back?

Yeah Real life shit that's all I spit
I lean back, roll some gas and spark my spliff
And think bout all the fucked up shit I did
And all the good, it gave me the life I live

Yeah Life was hard I did not quit
I lean back, roll some gas and spark my spliff
And think bout all the fucked up shit I did
And all the good, it gave me the life I live

I ain't nothin like you fuckin rap niggas
RIP NIP, live on you was that nigga
Everybody know you real that's a fact nigga
And best believe we gon uncover all the facts nigga
Now I see some rain drops on my window pane
Go outside let the rain wash away my pain
Bitter world but you thought it was a sugar cane
What you thought it was love? It's only business mane
Cold streets grab a jacket to wear
You be conquering sadness and you matched up with fear
Everybody do love you it's so crazy to know
You got em hyped up tuned in to every single episode
Look at the way that you spit look at the way that you flow
Nigga you mackin the bitches you fuckin of the hoes
And this is all that you wanted this is the life that you chose
A life of fame and fancy cars and fabulous clothes

Yea Real life shit that's all I spit
I lean back, roll some gas and spark my spliff
And think bout all the fucked up shit I did
And all the good, it gave me the life I live

Yea Life was hard I did not quit
I lean back, roll some gas and spark my spliff
And think bout all the fucked up shit I did
And all the good, it gave me the life I live