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U2OPIA

2025

Departures...

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(Quincy Tell 'Em)
Yeah, yeah

Put my trust in a hammer, I'm broken from all of the trauma
This money don't matter, I got brothers that still in the slammer
Yeah, I been stabbed in the back, baby
I can still feel the knife in my back
They drop when I drop and they mad
From the bando I graduated
Sittin' at the stove prayin' that I need to make it
One-twenty on these diamonds it was just for motivation
Please don't call me a rapper, I'm a known trapeneur
Left Council Homes, thanks to the stove, thanks to the pot, thanks to the plug
I owe him a lot, I owe him my life, I grew up a lot
I'm buyin' this whip, I'm drivin' it fast, it's straight off the lot
They feel entitled callin' my phone, they ask for a lot
I'm linkin' my sideting not for a fuck, it's just for a slob top
How much of my blood, how much of my tears, I put in a lot
How much of my love I put in this shit I put in a lot
Life is a blessin' I had no roof now I got a drop-top
I had some trials and tribulations, been through a lot
There's too many snakes and too many ladders on route to the top
Take care of me, I take care of mine, no way I'ma flop

I had some trials and tribulations, been through a lot
Huncholini
There's too many snakes and too many ladders on route to the top
'Lin, 'Lin
Take care of me, I take care of mine, no way I'ma flop

(Jay Young's, got that beat knockin')
'Lin
Huncholin', 'Lin

I feel inspired by the people that's around me winnin'
When I shine bright, they turn my light and and dim it, I can't deal with it
The shit I did look up to, I can't deal with it
Run up on your veggies, make a meal of it
I sold weed and I sold crack, yeah, that's the tip of the iceberg
If I die I wonder which one of the bros would ride first
Can limit the offenses, we ain't deeper than rap
If I had my own choice, wouldn't even in the trap
Wouldn't even buy a gun, wouldn't even need a stash
Wouldn't even bury friends, I can't even bring 'em back
When it get's a little sad, I can't cry no tears
I'm too broke for the grave
I got way too many sins, if I go there I don't know if I'll be saved

I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate

I pray my brother beats the case, pray that I don't ever change
If I do just for the better, I got sins but can't confess it
Get a brick and try and press it, I got stresses, I can't stress it
Even though I got some blessings, I got problems that are present
Goat is crazy, 'cause I tend to blame my self
If my deeds were to get weighed, I hope the balance on the scale
I put three-five's up in the spliff and I made a couple M's, I still need another twelve
I spend way too many years, watchin' people disappear, why you think I'm by myself?
And I can't cry no tears, I'm too broke for the grave
If I go there I don't know if I'll be saved

I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate

I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know-
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate
I don't know, I don't know if I'll see the gate

WRITERS

Jay Young, M Huncho, Quincy

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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