[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfucking beat?
Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherfucker
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
[Verse]
Gettin’ high to try to ease the pain, but I know I can't (But I know I can't)
’Cause can't no fucking drug control the way I think (Control the way I think)
Don't fuck with niggas so just please stay in your lane (Please stay in your lane)
You can't relate 'cause me and you ain't built the same (Ain't built the same)
You lose your life, you ever go against that grain (Go against that grain)
Think 'bout it twice before you speak down my name (You speak down on my name)
This real spill, none of this shit I spit for fame (Fame)
I’m still here after He done put me through that rain (Put me through that rain)
All I done lost, I know I got some shit to gain (Uh)
Wanna be a boss, then pay the cost to earn your name (What?)
I paid my dues, I ain’t got shit left to explain (Shit left to explain)
It ain't no rules to this lil’ fucked up dirty game (Uh)
Just play your role and everything gon' fall in place (What?)
I don't trust these hoes 'cause all these bitches really fake (Uh)
My heart so cold, a lot of my friends done turned to snakes
I’m at the point in life right now where I'm just walking out on faith (Uh)
But fuck it
A youngin thuggin' and they know that (Uh)
Come take a picture of this shit, I feel like Kodak (What?)
Might drop a twenty in my mouth, I want a whole pack (Uh)
This shit get serious in the drought, bro, where the bows at? (Uh, uh)
I get 'em in and get 'em out, boy, we can't hold that (What?)
Nigga, is you in or is you out? Just let me know that (Uh, uh)
'Cause if you scared then just get out, we don't need no rats (What?)
You made that bed, you gon' lay down, make sure you on that (Uh)
When that pressure hit, you can't let it bust your pipe (Uh-uh)
'Cause in these streets you know you gambling with your life (What?)
Keep it discreet, don't let 'em know what's on your mind (Uh)
You second-guessing 'bout your moves, in other words, you wasting time (Uh)
[Interlude]
I'm out here on my grind
I'm chasing cash, I don't know why the fuck they worryin' bout mine
I need that bag, I'ma stack that bread until I die
You on your ass, that ain't my fault, 'cause that's your life
[Verse 2]
I'm on that block shit (What?)
That young nigga, hot shit (Uh)
I will not quit, they tried to take me out, that's not it (Uh-uh)
Lil' nigga, I'm God's gift (What?)
And you can't stop what God did
Through all the hardship, I made it out, it's been a hard year (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm still standing, through all the fuck shit, I ain't panic (Uh)
Had to keep my balance, that's the only way this shit gon' happen (What?)
Tryna feed my family, I don't give no fuck 'bout winning no Grammys (Uh)
Make them plays and stack it, I just want my lil' lady to have her daddy
PFK was written by PG RA.
PFK was produced by Neeko Baby & jetsonmade.