State and Fed Songtext
von G Perico

I′ma keep it one hunnid with you
If you ain't reachin′ my nigga, you ain't dreamin'
Don′t forget who you want to be
You know what I′m talkin' ′bout?
Cause niggas get caught up all day long livin' somebody else′s dream
You better live your own dream
Remember who you want to be and go hard at bein' you
Fuck what somebody else is doin′

I've been gettin' letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don′t let ′em trick you out your spot
Just kill 'em off with success
I′ve been getting letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don't let ′em trick you out your spot
Just kill 'em off with success


Look, yeah
Business, yeah I′m all about my business
You could keep your two cents if you ain't ever made no millions
Hollerin' at my niggas, gotta let ′em what time it is
They hit me on the phone, let ′em know what I've been drivin′ in
I signed to a major label once, I won't sign again
This time I want the major chunk, yeah I′m tryna win
80-20 split and I own the copywrite
When it hit it in one month, it's a 90-5

Lately I can′t lie, I've been on a winnin' streak
They say that the best things in life go for free
Love, livin′, that shit get expensive
Fuck it though, we gon′ sacrifice and get it
Got a call from the Pen, said
"G, get your paper, don't trust these hos, these niggas is haters"
My every step, the topic of their conversation
Time gon′ expose all the people that been fakin'

I′ve been gettin' letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don′t let 'em trick you out your spot
Just kill 'em off with success
I′ve been gettin′ letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don't let ′em trick you out your spot
Just kill 'em off with success


That′s right, ay, look
Vision, I invested in my vision
Had to sacrifice it all to put myself in this position, yeah
Business, I'm so focused on my business
Too much money on the table to be worryin′ 'bout these bitches, ah
Had my back against the wall I had to trap it out
I'm better under pressure, I just love it when they count me out
Drew the play up in the huddle, then I ran a route

I got it out the gutter, wasn′t none of this shit handed out
S580 Mercedes I had to matte it out
Niggas prayin′ on my demise, I'm like, "What′s that about?"
Niggas catted out, friends turn to opps
Don't let ′em trick you out your spot
I've been gettin′ calls from the Pen, the G homie from the set
He told me "never stop grindin', keep your foot on niggas necks"
Motivation for my young niggas, now that's a flex
Five hunnid bands a month, now that′s a check, yeah

I′ve been gettin' letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don′t let 'em trick you out your spot
Just kill ′em off with success
I've been gettin′ letters from the State Pen
And emails from the Fed
Don't let 'em trick you out your spot
Just kill ′em off with success

Better love your life
Keep your foot on their neck
Do what you gotta do in order to do what you wanna do
Mass respect and abundant of blessings on blessings