Songtext Never stray Tech N9Ne

Never stray

And if you be packed like
Nueve

I been out there rollin
I been thinkin maybe
Growing up out made it through the bay yea
I been hidin for a minute
Think Im crazy
But they won't ever catch me outta line

Strange at birth
Born to make a difference when I came to Earth!
But Mama neva warn me bout the pain, the hurt in the heart, In the brain when the game flames ya church
Why do they make mo bots when the flows hot
They said my music will never fit in the pro slot
Probably watch it sell it in the cities when i go trot
No more wall the records and the plaque in a gold box (gold box)
Game came killin nigga he go
When they went from a hundred to zero
I know the Mets spot bury to the below
But you can fly Curry at the free throw
Look how Strange came in the game like deebo
He reppin again and we did a show with nigga C-BoNow we got hits and take a pics with the people
But they won't play me if I don't mix with the legals
If you tell me my music didn't fit they program
Said that the music

I been down that road, at the crib checkin' out every sound that sold
'Till I found that soul of a Clown that flows then it got her to slither and spin around that pole
So many haters were tryna drown Tech's rose
And stoppin' him from blossomin' nigga now that grows
No blockin' him, lockin' them wit a frown that froze
When he bossin' then he lost em when the underground let go They wanted to hold down Tech's blow
But people ain't keepin' they chiefin' a pound thats Dro
Even seepin around Death Row
Increasin' my releasin' to many towns that's Dough
But some people wanna delay the bag even though you kill everything when you display the gas
Spray the mag
N9na blast like in laser tag to who paid the cash thinkin' I'ma stray the path