Again

[Intro]
It’s so hard to (Uh), open up dawg, and be that way, especially in this society (Uh, uh)
We was taught to hide them feelings, we was taught to (Uh, uh)
Y'know what I’m saying
Hide how we feel inside, to the point where your mind'll tricked you in thinking you don’t got no feelings or you heartless- or-
And I'm not saying heartless homie, that’s just how society works (Uh, yeah, yeah)
But entertainments, made to assume before you cry (Oh, nah, nah)
It’s because you been hiding that shit all year long (It's Bestia)

[Chorus: Cetti]
Laughing at myself, high again
Finna fall back in the sand again, there’s no one to save me
I stay strapped with the SMG
Scat dug to the wall, and it cutting me deep
These niggas be saints, and they dig on people
We spot 'em, we got 'em, so we 'boutta go seek him
Yeah I ran it up, my niggas don’t get no apologies
I made it, you 'posed to be proud of me
Still step in that function with Prada jeans
Only 16, I feel like a prodigy
Ballin' hard like I play for the Varsity
Big steppa' 'cause nobody stoppin' me
Trying to get the way out of poverty

[Verse 1: Cetti & Bikka]
Stacking money that’s just how I 'gotta be
Add my checks, I make more than the lottery
Blocking my number, no way that you talk to me
'Tryna stay but it's taking a lot of me
You weren’t here from the start, tell that nigga get back
Keep a 9 on my jeans, watching over my back
Where was you when I was low on these racks?
Or would you, wish that you didn't have Jack?
Oh well, only care about you, and yourself
All alone just stuck in my shell
In a war I’m against myself (Ah)

[Verse 2: Bikka & Cetti]
They be trying but they can’t entitle me (Yeah)
Keep a drac' and it stay to the side of me (Yeah)
Side of me, 'cause all these niggas be trying me
Minding my racks, all y'all niggas be minding me (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm chillin', y'all niggas be up tryna' find a be (Find)
Move through hard situations (Uh)
Got guns don’t do no debating (No, wow, wow, wow)
Carry niggas on my back put the weights on (Weights on)
Imma push this bitch turn the wraith on (Wraith on)
On the way to the top took a long while, while, while
She in love with my money, she don’t want me? Oh wow
Came far from the East side, only going up from now
Feel like NLE, yeah, if your bro talk, we walk him down (Oh)
Yeah, we dig in the ground, too far can’t give up now
They keep on knocking me down
'Gotta keep swimming, can't let myself drown

[Chorus: Cetti]
Laughing at myself, high again (Again)
Finna fall back in the sand again, there’s no one to save me (Uh, uh)
I stay strapped with the SMG
Scat dug to the wall, and it cutting me deep (Uh, uh)
These niggas be saints, and they dig on people
We spot 'em, we got 'em, so we 'boutta go seek him
Yeah I ran it up, my niggas don’t get no apologies (No)
I made it, you 'posed to be proud of me
Still step in that function with Prada jeans (Yeah)
Only 16, I feel like a prodigy
Ballin' hard like I play for the Varsity (Yeah)
Big steppa' 'cause nobody stoppin' me
Trying to get the way out of poverty (Woah, woah)