"Robin Jeans" lyrics
You ain't making money, stay away from me
I be going through a lot, it's too much weight on me
If I get locked up again, would you wait for me?
I be doing too much, my bitch pray for me
I be doing too much, but don't blame me
All this pain and the struggle is what made me
I'm way too deep, you can't save me
I ain't doing nothing for free, you gotta pay me
I'm a 902, 55, baby
They're like, "I just seen your interview with Say Cheese"
They used to hate on me a lot, so I ain't saying cheese
Now they wanna come around, I got them saying, "Please"
I just spent your weekly check on my Robin jeans
I got a big .40 tucked, there ain't no robbing me
They're like, "nigga, just rap, why you robbing things?"
I wish the pain could just leave with these Grabba leaves
I wish the pain could just leave, but it ain't happening
I heard you wanna be like me, you imagining
Live a fast life, but I'm moving slow with this Actavis
I'm moving slow with this Actavis
I appreciate my nigga, all my nigga that didn't switch
You got my back, I got your back
Who the ones we gotta hit?
My block too hot, that's why I always keep a stick
I might die young, told my bitch I want a kid
The way a nigga do it, it just make a nigga sick
I just popped another bar, I just smoked another zip
I ain't never had nothing, I was poor
We was squished, we was squished in-house, swear to God
I ain't wanna live
I remember seeing dead bodies, dead bodies, when I was six
Why I feel like I been struggling ever since a nigga fit?
Yeah, I know I just came out, but I'ma still go insane
I gotta get them back
I gotta bring this bread in
I gotta bring this bread in
I know I'm fresh out, but I'ma still go insane
I be going through a lot, it's too much weight on me
If I get locked up again, would you wait for me?
I be doing too much, my bitch pray for me
I be doing too much, but don't blame me
All this pain and the struggle is what made me
I'm way too deep, you can't save me
I ain't doing nothing for free, you gotta pay me
I'm a 902, 55, baby
They're like, "I just seen your interview with Say Cheese"
They used to hate on me a lot, so I ain't saying cheese
Now they wanna come around, I got them saying, "Please"
I just spent your weekly check on my Robin jeans
I got a big .40 tucked, there ain't no robbing me
They're like, "nigga, just rap, why you robbing things?"
I wish the pain could just leave with these Grabba leaves
I wish the pain could just leave, but it ain't happening
I heard you wanna be like me, you imagining
Live a fast life, but I'm moving slow with this Actavis
I'm moving slow with this Actavis
I appreciate my nigga, all my nigga that didn't switch
You got my back, I got your back
Who the ones we gotta hit?
My block too hot, that's why I always keep a stick
I might die young, told my bitch I want a kid
The way a nigga do it, it just make a nigga sick
I just popped another bar, I just smoked another zip
I ain't never had nothing, I was poor
We was squished, we was squished in-house, swear to God
I ain't wanna live
I remember seeing dead bodies, dead bodies, when I was six
Why I feel like I been struggling ever since a nigga fit?
Yeah, I know I just came out, but I'ma still go insane
I gotta get them back
I gotta bring this bread in
I gotta bring this bread in
I know I'm fresh out, but I'ma still go insane
