Chin Up (Feat. Slim Dunkin) (Bonus Track)

I got friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Bricksqaud Monopoly The industry grew me up mentally Physically financially ya'll can't fuck with me I'm soon to be in the top three put it on the Beat my G Partner got two Brother got two Momma got five momma got eight It ain't Bout cake plus a nigga I'm straight Eat it out The pot I don't need no plate you can ask My girl I don't need no date Four singles up Aye shawty you late Sleep when I'm dead meet Me at my wake Ninety five problems like the Beast awake west side Everytime they hate I act alright I love every beat southside make They call me mister eight oh eight Roll up blunts I don't do no shake House on the hill I don't want no lake Pump yo bricks why u worried bout us Monopoly Boys in the squad I trust plus I got friends in need family To feed Flag in my pocket as unity Not the same person I Used to be I ain't going nowhere get used to me Flocka Pick yo chin up Flocka don't walk with your head down Those just words don't let them knock you down I got friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed All for one one for all One swing we all swing All these niggas they got my back a mill ticket that's chump Change I got friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Cause gettin' money don't make shit Nope Nigga never gave me nothing had to take shit Whole hood rep blue like the Patriots Squad Got the glock like nigga do the matrix Pow Niggas start breaking laws fuck jail Went to court Judge was like no bail Shit I don seen a lot of things on the Dope scale I ain't trap rob a nigga wholesale Fifty deep Everybody gotta eat gotta eat one bed everynody gotta sleep Gotta sleep spend hours in the line just to folks Put Barack in the office nigga still broke Daddy beat momma Ass yeah I had it rough Fucked a nigga up so I got big enough Did shit nigga hoping to do why you want my autograph nigga I'm broker than u Momma cried two jobs two work Forgive me my God I'm fucked up times hard Dirty shoes Rent due D Moss we miss you Behind the mic they don't Know what Slim D been through Dunk Pick yo chin up Flocka don't walk with your head down Those just words don't let them knock you down I got friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed All for one one for all One swing we all swing All these niggas they got my back a mill ticket that's chump Change I got friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed Friends that need family to feed