Letra da Música Nba Youngboy House Arrest Tingz de King Mane

Follow me on Spotify right now man, King Mane
Subscribe to me on Youtube, same thing, you feel me?
We gon' play with 'em, yeahreal street nigga, heart cold like Chicago
Went and got my own, why you weather bummin' ball, yo
Read the man a book, every day, how I overcame
Took a lot of risks to get these chips, I make it look legit
A lot of people cross me on the way
Just fuck up they blessings
You know that they game cold
When you gonna learn that lesson?
Pain I feel is deep, it like knock me off my feet
Gotta grind like no other puppet all inside of me

Made some changes in my life, used to get it lookin' right
Take them squares out my circle right after I took flight
We could all win, but there's some rules up in this game
I'm tryna elevate but some niggas gon' stay the same

You feel me, huh?
Get real man
Jared B. Bennetts, man Rip Trey, man
Our king Lil' J, man
Big Bang, G an' be shit, yeah
Yeah proof is in the pudding man, you know?
Huh, niggas ain't fuckin' with me man
Grindin' like a motherfucker out here man
Kansas too man, there's where it's at man if y'all wanted to know, man
Appreciate everybody that's showin' love
I do this shit for y'all, know that
New album's on the motherfuckin' way, man
These streets is cold, man