More songs by MARCO PLUS
Description
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Ernest "Ness" Butler
Producer: Turk Money
Producer: lim0
Composer, Lyricist: Demarcus Pollard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Aye,
I had to get on my feet.
I had to stop being selfish and get to the paper, 'cause this shit way bigger than me.
I had to switch up my circle and cut people off because you know how niggas can be. I can't be sick by the fake and the hatred,
I just understandin' that niggas not me.
I had to make me a play just to make me a way because me and my kid gotta eat.
I live and prove that no matter the obstacles that's in your way, it ain't shit out of reach.
I was in hell in a cell with my demons, got out by the skin of my teeth.
I got the bread, if a nigga got beef, I'ma knock off his head if a nigga try me.
And I don't really want no smoke, nigga, I just be runnin' it up, uh.
I just be runnin' 'em up, uh. I'm on the rush of the bucks.
Tell me how a fuck a nigga countin' up cake all year and still feel like it wasn't enough, uh.
They thinkin' that they on my level, I promise them niggas ain't fuckin' with us.
Young nigga shinin', check out the diamond for all of them times I was stuck in the rough.
Yeah, I'm on that timin', boy, I been grindin' and it ain't no denyin' I'm fuckin' 'em up.
Ridin' 'round town, sippin' on drank. By a shit passenger, gun in the tuck.
Life is a bitch and I'm up in her guts.
Life is a bitch, got my Aye, uh, I been goin' through it, tryna figure it out. Every day a nigga livin' in doubt.
Imposter syndrome plus survivor's guilt. My dogs stuck, still workin' on gettin' 'em out.
Stop askin' what a young nigga trippin' about.
I been stuck up in a maze, in a phase for some days. Smokin' on spliffs in a daze, feelin' ways.
And I'm runnin' from my problems but I can't get away.
I been stressed, need a vacation but I can't get away. I been workin' too hard.
Jerome, I'm beautiful as hell, but I swear sometimes just fuckin' bizarre.
Life a real bitch sometimes, but it's hard to look away when the ho start comin' out her bra.
Hard-headed nigga, that's one of my flaws.
You would think I learned from my fuck ups, but nah, I just keep on givin' in. Tryna beat the villain from within. Sorry mama, I been sinnin' once again.
I really gotta change my ways. Before the motherfuckin' universe terminate my days.
I done seen too many niggas ass fall. I can show you how it happened play by play.
I can't go out like Charlie then follow them footsteps, nigga, just wait for your day. 'Cause it's only a matter of time.
I gotta get back on the grind, my back and my spine to the wall.
I can't relax or recline, my passion ain't dyin', I have to just shine through the flaws. I ain't just actin' divine, I'm actually divine.
These raps is a sign, niggas raw. I swear I'm not cappin', you're dyin'.
I'm after your crown, I'm after your crown, lil' nigga.
Aye.
Bludge.
Southside Villa.
Underworld.
English translation
Aye,
I had to get on my feet.
I had to stop being selfish and get to the paper, 'cause this shit way bigger than me.
I had to switch up my circle and cut people off because you know how niggas can be. I can't be sick by the fake and the hatred,
I just understandin' that niggas not me.
I had to make me a play just to make me a way because me and my kid gotta eat.
I live and prove that no matter the obstacles that's in your way, it ain't shit out of reach.
I was in hell in a cell with my demons, got out by the skin of my teeth.
I got the bread, if a nigga got beef, I'ma knock off his head if a nigga try me.
And I don't really want no smoke, nigga, I just be runnin' it up, uh.
I just be runnin' 'em up, uh. I'm on the rush of the bucks.
Tell me how a fuck a nigga countin' up cake all year and still feel like it wasn't enough, uh.
They thinkin' that they on my level, I promise them niggas ain't fuckin' with us.
Young nigga shinin', check out the diamond for all of them times I was stuck in the rough.
Yeah, I'm on that timin', boy, I been grindin' and it ain't no denyin' I'm fuckin' 'em up.
Ridin' 'round town, sippin' on drank. By a shit passenger, gun in the tuck.
Life is a bitch and I'm up in her guts.
Life is a bitch, got my Aye, uh, I been goin' through it, tryna figure it out. Every day a nigga livin' in doubt.
Imposter syndrome plus survivor's guilt. My dogs stuck, still workin' on gettin' 'em out.
Stop askin' what a young nigga trippin' about.
I been stuck up in a maze, in a phase for some days. Smokin' on spliffs in a daze, feelin' ways.
And I'm runnin' from my problems but I can't get away.
I been stressed, need a vacation but I can't get away. I been workin' too hard.
Jerome, I'm beautiful as hell, but I swear sometimes just fuckin' bizarre.
Life a real bitch sometimes, but it's hard to look away when the ho start comin' out her bra.
Hard-headed nigga, that's one of my flaws.
You would think I learned from my fuck ups, but nah, I just keep on givin' in. Tryna beat the villain from within. Sorry mama, I been sinnin' once again.
I really gotta change my ways. Before the motherfuckin' universe terminate my days.
I done seen too many niggas ass fall. I can show you how it happened play by play.
I can't go out like Charlie then follow them footsteps, nigga, just wait for your day. 'Cause it's only a matter of time.
I gotta get back on the grind, my back and my spine to the wall.
I can't relax or recline, my passion ain't dyin', I have to just shine through the flaws. I ain't just actin' divine, I'm actually divine.
These raps is a sign, niggas raw. I swear I'm not cappin', you're dyin'.
I'm after your crown, I'm after your crown, lil' nigga.
Aye.
Bludge.
Southside Villa.
Underworld.