Carrying The Wind

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Rrr)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I'm still thinking 'bout that (Bitch)
Niggas getting killed, I'm still thinking 'bout that (Shit)
Niggas ain't keep it real, and I'm still thinking about that
Talk that talk, we touch his top, yeah, we gon' paint 'em 'bout that
There go the opps, did all that talking, we gon' spray 'em 'bout that
Brand new drop top with no top, and we gon' spray up out it
I had a couple of niggas switch up, they wanted fame about that
Ayy, ayy, be hard to keep on track
In the back of the lab with a [pill in the patch?], tryna see if this shit gon' last
Tryna get on my ass and make shit happen, I think I did too bad
This bi' always tryna yell at me, why you wanna hit so bad? (Bitch)
Jace been in this shit for years, why you want a hit so bad?
At the top of the top of the mountain, I'm thinking 'bout how I'm in too fast
At the top of the top of the mountain, I'm thinking 'bout how this weight'll feel (Bitch, ayy)
If I took it off my shoulders and ain't did you shit (Nigga, ayy)

[Verse]
If it's 'bout the fam', I'm devoted, I don't need you for shit (Don't need you for shit)
I'm in that matte black Range Rover, look like it came from Rick (Rick, ayy)
"Oh shit, Top Kid turnt up, they done woke him up again" (Again)
I'm in that black stained Cobra, I done did my shit
Two phones, who knows, new phone, who this?
It's them niggas, they want smoke with Top Kid
No shit then it's a hit, we send a Blitz, get him flipped 'bout them chips
They know what the fuck I'm saying, nigga (Bitch)
If I don't eat the Perc won't sit
I'm getting sick, I came from shit (Shit)
Tryna find a hit, been locked in, like (Like, ayy)
I ain't got no crib, that money I call dibs on it
She don't want no kids, she just want them niggas on 'er

[Bridge]
Bitch, ayy, ayy
It's really like I could've talked that pain but I choose not to (Rrr, rrr)

[Chorus]
I'm still thinking 'bout that (Bitch)
Niggas getting killed, I'm still thinking 'bout that (Shit)
Niggas ain't keep it real, and I'm still thinking about that
Talk that talk, we touch his top, yeah, we gon' paint 'em 'bout that
There go the opps, did all that talking, we gon' spray 'em 'bout that
Brand new drop top with no top, and we gon' spray up out it
I had a couple of niggas switch up, they wanted fame about that
Ayy, ayy, be hard to keep on track
In the back of the 'Lac with a [pill in the patch?], tryna see if this shit gon' last
Tryna get on my ass and make shit happen, I think I did too bad
This bi' always tryna yell at me, why you wanna hit so bad? (Bitch)
Jace been in this shit for years, why you wanna hit so bad?
At the top of the top of the mountain, I'm thinking 'bout how I'm in too fast
At the top of the top of the mountain, I'm thinking 'bout how this weight'll feel (Bitch, ayy)
If I took it off my shoulders and ain't did you shit