Flowz Dilione - Snakes and Ladders lyrics

I ain't tryna play a role ain't no movie star
I'm tryna win it for my team
Call me shooting guard
Go from rags to riches
Turn this rag into a Gucci scarf
Hungrier than ever I remember when
I used to starve
Yeah and ain't much changed
Nah it's all the same
I don't know where the past
Ends and the future starts
Try to shake a snake's hand
And you'll lose your arm
Money turns a man into a dog
And makes a human bark
All these men are soft why they acting hard?
They wouldn't last one round they
Don't have the heart
Most beef that I've finished
I ain't even start
I've got the pride of a lion, call me Africa
I started with a dream back in '09
When I was still up in the
Streets I had no life
I used to bag up crack, call it snow white
Like father, like son so I don't lie

We're gonna make it to the top
I ain't scared of heights
Haters claim they comin' but they're
Buggin' off a coke high
It doesn't matter cause they're halfhearted
They won't climb
But fuck that, I've got bigger fish to fry
My brother's sitting up in prison
With no visit rights
Free Lieks he didn't talk nah he did it right
Loose lips sink ships he
Ain't the whinging type
You can go to school if you need advice
Google how to sell drugs
I can't teach you crime
I can't do yours when I'm doing mine
Everybody wants to move weight
Tell 'em get in line
Fiends bird watching with their eagle eyes
Ain't no customer I trust
Everyone is speaking lies
Men will stab you in the
Back for a cheaper price
Friends come and go
Even right hands leave your side
I try to teach the youngins
But they can't observe blinded by the pussy
Stupid bitches make it hard to learn
If it ain't about the money
Then I ain't concerned money over bitches
I ain't trippin' I ain't after girls
The one by my side's only half my world
I've still got a couple brothers
And they're hard at work
We're all doing dirt
Ain't nobody been to church
Comparing sins with the devil
Like whose is worse?
I ain't rich I ain't got no Louis V
I ain't got no Prada socks or no Gucci jeans
But, I have a team that will shoot for me
Fuck a price on your head
They'll shoot for free
My life ain't nothin' out a movie scene
Try walk in my shoes, you'll lose your feet
Where I'm from to make it
Out is a stupid dream
But we all like to dream so we selling weed
You can pay to go to heaven
Go to hell for free
If you're broke the courts will turn
A fine into a felony
Spend a million on a lawyer
Ain't no lawyer cheap
Time away the price to pay for a quarter key
In the west everybody likes to freeze
Williamstown, flats council houses
By the beach sleep's the cousin of death and
I ain't tryna sleep
Actions speak louder than words and
I don't like to speak
Told my fam when I die don't cry for me
I ain't ever been a rat
Ain't the kind to squeak
Most men are mice, they lie and cheat
And ain't no woman worthy of a wife to be
You get caught slippin' on
These slimey streets
Ain't no rewards, no finder's fee
And I ain't a pussy I ain't climbing trees
And I ain't 2Pac but all eyes on me