Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
From the bottom, only a couple still here
And we still here, Harlem
Never been a sucker, never been a hater
Fuck it, get the paper
Niggas talking bout they want it
Thy was never hungry, never seen 'em chase it
I'm in Philly knocking Core's shit
Tryna get the Beamer with the door lift
Jonesie my nigga from way back
I think of Malik and I shake that
30 niggas with the same plan
Whipping coca was the game plan
Thought I was rich with like 8 grand
Until I got cuffed in that gray van
I put my all in this rap shit
Thinking bout nights I was dead broke
Window shopping down on Fifth Ave
Tryna get a stripper with a big ass
Shooter my younging he with the shit
Drukie my nigga, he with the shit
You talking bout him, he gon' get the fifth
You hustle forever, won't get a brick
I'ma tryna flex at the dealership
Balmain with the Fendi, that's cinnamon
My bitch from Korea look cinnamon
I mix with a gangster and gentleman
I hop out the drop and the system be trembling
Policia still don't think that we innocent
They rather hear about somebody killing him
But turn on the radio station
Records is playing they feeling him
He floating like he got a pill in him
Ain't going nowhere, gotta deal with him
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
We was in the 'jects, everybody sweating tryna get a blunt
Notice on the door, tell the landlord we need another month
Roaches walking on my toothbrush, nigga I come from the worst
Arrow tried to get it, trapping, playing ball, it left a nigga hurt
Designer my everything
That's on my mama and everything
I never got love up in no court
Respect to your honor, I'll never bring
I rap every day of my life nigga
They book me, I promise I'll never sing
We shop at the center out Beverly
That's Cali, you niggas could never see
The way that these real niggas look at shit
No dinner, my cousin was cooking shit
Baking soda in the Pyrex
I was born to be a star
Since a younging I was winning every contest
I'm just tryna keep my mom fresh
I'm just tryna keep my brother good
Bout to light me up another wood
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
And we still here, Harlem
Never been a sucker, never been a hater
Fuck it, get the paper
Niggas talking bout they want it
Thy was never hungry, never seen 'em chase it
I'm in Philly knocking Core's shit
Tryna get the Beamer with the door lift
Jonesie my nigga from way back
I think of Malik and I shake that
30 niggas with the same plan
Whipping coca was the game plan
Thought I was rich with like 8 grand
Until I got cuffed in that gray van
I put my all in this rap shit
Thinking bout nights I was dead broke
Window shopping down on Fifth Ave
Tryna get a stripper with a big ass
Shooter my younging he with the shit
Drukie my nigga, he with the shit
You talking bout him, he gon' get the fifth
You hustle forever, won't get a brick
I'ma tryna flex at the dealership
Balmain with the Fendi, that's cinnamon
My bitch from Korea look cinnamon
I mix with a gangster and gentleman
I hop out the drop and the system be trembling
Policia still don't think that we innocent
They rather hear about somebody killing him
But turn on the radio station
Records is playing they feeling him
He floating like he got a pill in him
Ain't going nowhere, gotta deal with him
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
We was in the 'jects, everybody sweating tryna get a blunt
Notice on the door, tell the landlord we need another month
Roaches walking on my toothbrush, nigga I come from the worst
Arrow tried to get it, trapping, playing ball, it left a nigga hurt
Designer my everything
That's on my mama and everything
I never got love up in no court
Respect to your honor, I'll never bring
I rap every day of my life nigga
They book me, I promise I'll never sing
We shop at the center out Beverly
That's Cali, you niggas could never see
The way that these real niggas look at shit
No dinner, my cousin was cooking shit
Baking soda in the Pyrex
I was born to be a star
Since a younging I was winning every contest
I'm just tryna keep my mom fresh
I'm just tryna keep my brother good
Bout to light me up another wood
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now
30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now
30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now
30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do
Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
30 Niggaz Lyrics as written by David Brewster Daniel Garcia
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network
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