Pay Attention

[Intro]
Uh

[Chorus]
I put a push-start on my whip
But I can't put a push-start on my feelings
And I ain't tryna chill with you
It's hard to kick it when I know it's bad intentions
I left my heart inside the trenches
My house so small, it had our bedrooms in the kitchen
You can't tell me shit about these bricks
Come to these guns, can't tell me shit about these sticks

[Verse]
Come to these funds, I lost it all and went legit
And I can't tell you how I did it
I just know I kept it realer than the realest
And the ones who stayed down, know they still here with me
Know I gotta keep 'еm 'round so they can all be my witness
If I fall, it's on y'all to keep this еmpire lifted
Make sure you pay attention, soak up game when it's given
Stay in your lane 'cause niggas switchin'
Get mama straight before these bitches
You hear that pain in my lyrics, huh?
If you did it, you would feel it
A broke nigga'll get offended
They ain't taking care of they children
When it's time to leave this earth, none of they folks gon' feel no different
It's been a minute since I had to twerk that glizzy
But I can't wait to twerk that bad bitch with that switchy
Add a fifty, that's a new ass and some titties
Pay attention, niggas move fast, catch you slippin'
The ones around you be in secret competition
And I still can't tell you why
And even if I tried, it'd be a lie
And shoutout to my daughter's mama 'cause I know it be a lot
I probably ain't told y'all in a minute, but y'all know y'all mean a lot
Without them jits, I'm just gon' rot
For them, I analyze and plot
Gon' risk it all at any time for any of mine, they all I got
It's plenty of times that I had cut back in this shit and wanted to stop
But I can't 'cause I might make it to the top
One day
Some way
Where I'm from, the youngins yellin', "Gunplay"
They say he took the wrong turn, but it was down a one-way
So it ain't no coming back

[Chorus]
I put a push-start on my whip
But I can't put a push-start on my feelings
And I ain't tryna chill with you
It's hard to kick it when I know it's bad intentions
I left my heart inside the trenches
My house so small, it had our bedrooms in the kitchen
You can't tell me shit about these bricks
Come to these guns, can't tell me shit about these sticks