6xnjaa - Nothing to brag 'bout

★ Chorus ★
Tears fall like bullets out the colt
Leave all of my oppas froze
I dont like no black outs
But want my windows tinted
Want em blacked out
Don't disrespect one of the clique
Else you get fragged out
And you got more bodies
Than his bodies
Bro thats nothing to brag 'bout

Wanna get the bag, wanna get the money
I do it cause i think it's fun and
And i do it for the haters
Who gon be mad when i post wit hunnids
I also do it for the fans
And i do it for my momma
And i got a list with all the homies
Who be with me when i done it

★ Verse 1 ★
Pull up to the lo with me
Be ready to drop
Fuck all these diggas
Who hatin' nonestop
First date and she is down to fuck
She for the streets
How you flex with that?
All the talkin', but i dont like no chit chat
Steady asking for this and that
Always wanting 'bout this and that
How the fuck now you dissing me
Nobody cared 'bout me back then
I bet they'll gather for the fame
I bet they'll gather for the money
But they will see me in a different lane
Don't fuck with these hoes
Got too much brain
Its funny to see how all these hoes change
But they won't ever get any change
They gon' get blinded by all of my chains

Thanks my past it build me up
Thanks to Tiano, im not stuck (S-J-X)
Thanks to Hugst, Alessio
Teo, khaled, my blood and to my ma
But we back to back marching
Im with my gang bargin'
If you wasn't with us from the start
Then dont come back and beg for pardon
Why you begging for more
Why you begging for dough
Go get that shit right by your 'lone
Why you say you need sum'
But you wear Dior
I need to cut you off, cause i can't condone
You couldn't even pick up the phone
When i was alone, on my lowest
How the fuck you turn out to be bogus
I thought you was forever holding on
★ Chorus ★
Tears fall like bullets out the colt
Leave all of my oppas froze
I dont like no black outs
But want my windows tinted
Want em blacked out
Don't disrespect one of the clique
Else you get fragged out
And you got more bodies
Than his bodies
Bro thats nothing to brag 'bout

Wanna get the bag, wanna get the money
I do it cause i think it's fun and
And i do it for the haters
Who gon be mad when i post wit hunnids
I also do it for the fans
And i do it for my momma
And i got a list with all the homies
Who be with me when i done it

★ Verse 2 ★
Ain't no tag up on this beat
I made that shit, right on my own
I wrote the lyrics, on a bus
On my phone, from the dome
He buggin', better get him gone
He trollin', better get him torn, apart
Want my family to live large
I gotta slip into the charts
Trying
Yeah im trying
So hard, but im solo, nobody by my side and

Man this wild, no lyin'
Swear to god i'm always fighting
While there people out there supporting
And be part of this Pride shit

Back to back, hustle hard
All that dedication gon' bring me far
I know i must improve
But i see steps, just check my listeners
Motivation plays the biggest part
Can't slow down, else imma fall apart
Take a life, we gon' take yours
Don't play 'round here, we take heart for heart★

★ Bridge ★
Gold hearted
I keep guarding it
But too many people tryna do me wrong
Now it gets harder
Doch ich weiss nicht was ich machen soll
Alles um mich herum bringt nur Narben
Bin viel zu paranoid, deshalb muss ich
Eine Waffe tragen

★ Chorus ★
Tears fall like bullets out the colt
Leave all of my oppas froze
I dont like no black outs
But want my windows tinted
Want em blacked out
Don't disrespect one of the clique
Else you get fragged out
And you got more bodies
Than his bodies
Bro thats nothing to brag 'bout

Wanna get the bag, wanna get the money
I do it cause i think it's fun and
And i do it for the haters
Who gon be mad when i post wit hunnids
I also do it for the fans
And i do it for my momma
And i got a list with all the homies
Who be with me when i done it

★ Outro ★
Everybody in my circle
Want 'em to get fame, that's the purpose
Wanna give everybody money
Ay this shit gon' be so funny