Wiize: Play with no regrets
I ain’t tripping on what ain’t meant for me
We go our separate ways
Some things just ain’t meant to be

Thinking about that bag so much
Like I ain’t meant to sleep
Niggas hate on us for no reason
Like we ain't meant to eat
Real Obstacle Jumpers baby some things are meant to be
Get under niggas skin I fuck with them mentally

Motivate my niggas like I was meant to preach
Love and protect us last of a dying breed

Lenno: I was down, I was needy
Use to be geeked when I was polo down to the feet
Lazy ass niggas bе glued
Down to the seat
I’ll nеver miss my chance
I’ll never miss beat

He be capping, when he rapping, he be eaching
I know a nigga who really died tryna pretend
I thought he only had one pill, but he got ten
And I’ll tell a bitch some lies on my right hand

Certain shit ain’t meant to be
I’m never cocky y’all the same as me
Niggas goofies and some lames to me
Got on the stand and told a dangerous speech (yeaaa, yeaaa)

Play with no regrets
I ain’t tripping on what ain’t meant for me
We go our separate ways
Some things just ain’t meant to be

Thinking about that bag so much
Like I ain’t meant to sleep
Niggas hate on us for no reason
Like we ain't meant to eat
Real Obstacle Jumpers baby some things are meant to be
Get under niggas skin I fuck with them mentally

Motivate my niggas like I was meant to preach
Love and protect us last of a dying breed
Saint: I was tryna show you love you was pose to be a thug
I’m covered by these State Farm killers nigga whats up
My own blood brother tried to lie to me enough
And whats up with these new niggas thinking they tough


Cause I get in my feelings I ain’t really into singing
Cause I could hit a note now I’m suddenly reminiscing
If Loc was still alive he would probably be in prison
If shawty nem never died she was pregnant with triplets

Ima gangster ...
I’d rather thank y’a…

But you probably wouldn’t hear me out
I lost a homie last week to a fake perkie
And I still can’t drop my doubts

Play with no regrets
I ain’t tripping on what ain’t meant for me
We go our separate ways
Some things just ain’t meant to be

Thinking about that bag so much
Like I ain’t meant to sleep
Niggas hate on us for no reason
Like we ain't meant to eat
Real Obstacle Jumpers baby some things are meant to be
Get under niggas skin I fuck with them mentally

Motivate my niggas like I was meant to preach
Love and protect us last of a dying breed