NASAAN
Hiatus Effect
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Momma running late on bills again, n***a damn
See [?] you got cold like a old lil' jam
Meanwhile, I’m at home trying hard, not to scam again
I get so alone, shit get hard, need a sedative
Stood down to the level, ask the Devil what he want
Stood up to my level, said I never gon' play [?]
I work way too high, no no no, I can't let him in
Can’t trayed on my dawgs, out the [?], I'ma let 'em me
Yeah, nah, can't trayed on my dawgs
She didn't know whatever, but I can't trayed on my dawgs
N***a, on the road to rich and motherfucker like where cost n***a?
I'ma step to gas, G you with all these exhaust n***a, this exhaust
Yeah, I get money bounce, n***a, in and out
Yeah, then I run your mouth, n***a, we play [?]
Yeah, this is not a game, better toss the towel, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I won't been a harder me and not’s, crooked as fuck
But the sinner shit to rush
Yeah, yeah, I been feelin’ down about my luck, give my trust, n***a
Who the fucked to trust?
Yeah, yeah, she don't give a fuck about no ones, [?] no love
She just want it in her guts
Yeah, fuck it, I’m about to make the money jump, any means
You know that I shit to must, yeah
[Verse 2]
I'm about to make this money cum, finger through her, you know I'ma have to nut
Yeah (Cash), I got all these n***as on the fence, something to roast
Got these n***as double dutches
Yeah, okay, he sly, she sly, n***a, I'm tired of it
I been up from like nine-something, ’bout to nice some, got my eyes sure
Working for the same check, you n***as get money just time some
Multiply some, two guys [?], what you tellin', n***a? I'ma die summer
My n***as takin' on NASA, I do not to need you advance
She had to ball me like last year, she wanna be [?]
She gotta whole bunch of problem, she think a n***a the answer
They wanna n***a to let her, the n***a what would I cancer?
Yeah, yeah, can't do it, can't do it, yeah
I'ma been in too much shit to let another n***a ruin it
Best friend hurt, it's hard for me to not go overdo it
That shit hurt to see, down the pills and take the fluids

[Chorus]
Yeah, I won't been a harder me and not's, crooked as fuck
But the sinner shit to rush
Yeah, yeah, I been feelin' down about my luck, give my trust, n***a
Who the fucked the trust?
Yeah, yeah, she don't give a fuck about no ones, [?] no love
She just want it in him guts
Yeah, fuck it, I'm about to make the money jump, any means
You know that I shit to must, yeah
(FE4R)
[Outro]
-Drop! I wanna see [?] where you at, going back, outside the [?] just stay where you are, hey!
-Stop [?], please don't [?]
-There's no fucking gun!
-Stay right where you are, turn around, get [?] fingers behind your head
-I got moves the make that mean no time to get it play, cause I got family living neighborhood [?] but who's kid can't even play, who couldn't know 'bout every street cold and never see the safe, [?] to listen to my song all day and never feel okay, what they know [?] to [?], California I am in the New York City and P Diddy's know 'bout boy the biggest [?], keep [?] every pillowcases, cases, cases, chasing leave these n***as even know [?] cases, I got not so fine memories of n***as pour of liquor for they n***as, [?] polices [?] about n***as, and the specially for anyone [?] to a liquor on the liquor store, I swear that boy never stole the liquor, liquor...