Текст песни
Head down
Eyes up
Hands out
Man
They love to test my luck
Lord knows
And I think I know it too sometimes
Every time
Man
They reachin’ out for what’s mine
Hands in my pocket
In my name
In my lifeline
Lord knows
Yeah
They always reachin’ for what’s mine
Got it out the mud
Still some dirt on the laces
Smell the rubber burn when I’m swervin’ through the fake friends
They was never there
Now they show up in the late end
Talkin’ like they built it
But they only took the safe in
Mama told me “son
Watch the ones that say ‘we fam’”
If they never fed you
Why they reachin’ for your hand?
I been chasin’ peace
They been chasin’ what I gained
Whole table set
Now they crowdin’ for a plate
Phone stay buzzin’
I been cuttin’ it to silent
Everybody love you when you sittin’ on a island
Text say “brother
” but the eyes say “op”
Smile for the picture
Then they pray you flop
I was in the dark
They ain’t search
They ain’t call
Now I’m in the light
They align on the wall
Love me or you love the way my name ring?
You want me
Or you only want the chain
King?
