Roaming

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy that probably Tago)
(Ooh, Dekalb got that thing nice)
You gotta, I'll be sayin' you gotta just enjoy life
We goin' outside, least I stay off my phone, I stay off IG
You know what I'm sayin'? You gotta get in touch with reality
Know what I'm sayin'? Lay up
I been livin' lately, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, that's for real

Young nigga on the rush to get paid
I've been chasing my dream and ducking my grave
They ask me how it feel to be chosen
Never know if you're coming or going
I've been roaming
I've been roaming
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
When you live and you could die

For not keeping your pole, better get low
Whenever that heater explode
Not playing your role
Now the reaper reaching your soul
Your killer, he gone
Wail at home, bleaching his clothes
And you could die
For not wrapping your dick, lacking and shit
Know these hoes be having that shit
Ratchet as shit, now you in your casket and shit
In front of this fake ass pastor and shit
And listen, you could die
A innocent human being, cancer a bitch
Seen that shit shatter a dream
No matter your age, a grave ain't as far as it seem
Watch the fate, way back in 2013
Pray I can see 30 a healthy and free man
Hope I don't die in the street, or get locked in a jam
I talked to woadie last week say he got him a plan
Popped him a Xan, died with his fire in his hand

That's why you gotta stay focused, focused
We prolly in hell already, how the masses ain't know it
Everybody kissing ass to get to heaven and ain't going

I'm a young nigga on the rush to get paid
I've been chasing my dream and ducking my grave
They ask me how it feel to be chosen
Never know if you're coming or going
I've been roaming
I've been roaming
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
When you and you die

On the rush to get paid
My grave
Yeah, yeah