(feat. Taz) [Hook] I'm grabbing grain, in the turning lane And I gotta maintain (cause the law behind me) I've tried to leave the game, I know I need
'm in a rush to ball [x2] [talking] Yeah bitch, still dedicated to you fake ass Studio bump ass type niggas Shife ass bitches, peep game recognize Maab on the rise
real Down for the green, to make the world see It's all about, my family and me I ride for y'all, and y'all ride for me Guerilla Maab, what I'm fucking
by the pain I've seen the flames trapped, more lives than you could believe My back are facts of scars, of all the times I've been deceased [Trae] It's forever, Guerilla
: Peaches] Maab is on the rise Ain't nobody holding us down Maab is on the rise Ain't nobody stopping us now Maab is on the rise Ain't nobody holding
to win the same ol' game But then I came to see, through the days of my pain And struggling, that it wasn't as bad as this thang Guerilla Maab are my
(feat. Peaches) [singing] [Trae] I'm living it day by day, so I can try to catch focus I gotta thank God that I'm still living, I'm letting know that
[talking] Good Lord, I wanna thank you For waking me up, to see another New day, I've never seen before Forgive me for my sins, for they Be where I thought
[Z-Ro] Give me a pad and a pen, and I'll let the lesson begin The only way to survive my life, is straight up living in sin Keep on getting in where
the corners, in the turning lane Just realize, and stop fighting the pencil Because I pimp a pen, or a pencil Its about time, that your ass gon recognize Guerilla Maab
even know, be running up on me Talking bout, nigga I ain't seen you in years What type of bullshit that is, they got they hands out No doubt, Guerilla Maab
