I stand on my toes, i ain’t going for none
Your boys will just fold, see the opps and they run
They go to the cops, f#ck with the opps, and they bums
Looking for opps, y’all ain’t tryna drop none
People politicing, they go to the cops and they give em the info
Get to this bread, i ain’t talking about bimbo
Talking bout your homie, i know that boy been fold
Got me so icy, i told you i’ve been cold
But never cold feet
Talk on the gram, but they really won’t meet
p#ssies be lames, and i put that on me
I smoke on the tree, and y’all paying the fee
It’s never what y’all portrayed it to be
Never forget who betrayеd on me
Never forgеt who waited on me
Never know who been waiting on me
Words mean nothing, i say f#ck an insult
Stand on my feet and i’ve told you i’ve been tall
Little boy that ain’t yours, i know that a rental
Thinking about this sh#t, i could’ve sell fentanyl
They really support but they prayed that i did fall
Took so many chances, i swear i have risked all
It’s crazy they hate me, for some reason they pissed off
For some reason love it when my b#tch wear lip gloss
Through everything, i could vouch that i stood tall
They don’t f#ck with the work, they prayed that i did fall
I knew this would work, if i didn’t, i’d probably be booked dawg, for real
They can’t handle this sh#t
Snatch me a chain, i dismantle that sh#t
Spark me a blunt like a candle and sh#t
All that talking, but you ain’t stand on that sh#t
When i seen you, you ran off and shit
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