pg ra – pfk lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, neeko, you made that mu’ f-cking beat?
na, you ain’t make that beat
oh
[verse]
gettin high to try to ease the pain, but i know i can’t
cause can’t no f-cking drug control the way i think
don’t f-ck with n-gg-s so just please stay in yo lane
you can’t relate ’cause me and you ain’t built the same
you lose your life, you ever go against that grain
think bout it twice before you speak down my name
this real spill, none of this sh-t i spit for fame
i’m still here after he done put me through that rain
all i done lost, i know i got some sh-t to gain
wanna be a boss then pay the cost to earn your name
i payed my dues, i ain’t got sh-t left to explain
it ain’t no rules to this lil f-cked up dirty game
just play your role and everything gone fall in place
i don’t trust these hoes ’cause all these b-tches really fake
my heart so cold, a lot of my friends don’t turned to snakes
i’m at the point life right now where i’m just walking out on faith
but f-ck it
a youngin’ thuggin’ and they know that
come take a picture of this sh-t, i feel like kodak
might drop a twenty in my mouth, i want the whole pack
this sh-t get serious in the drought, boy, where the boats at?
i get ’em in and get ’em out, boy, we can’t hold that
n-gg-, is you in or is you out? just let me know that
cause if you scared, then just get out, we don’t need no rats
you made that bed, you gone lay down make sure you on that
when that pressure hit, you can’t let it bust your pipe
cause in these streets, you know you gambling with your life
keep it discreet, don’t let em know what’s on your mind
you second guessing bout your moves, in other words, you wasting time
i’m out here on my grind
i’m chasing cash, i don’t know why the f-ck they worried bout mine
i need that bag, i’ma stack that bread ’til i die
you on your -ss, that ain’t my fault, ’cause that’s yo life
[verse 2]
i’m on that block sh-t
that young n-gg-, hot sh-t
i will not quit
they tried to take me out, that’s not it
lil n-gg-, i’m god’s gift
and you can’t stop what god did
through all the hardships, i made it out, it’s been a hard year
yeah, i’m still standing, through all the f-ck sh-t, i ain’t panic
had to keep my bandits, that’s the only way this sh-t gone happen
tryna feed my family, i don’t give no f-ck about winning no grammys
make them plays and stack it
i just want my lil lady to have her daddy
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