Ayy, Turn me up B
Ayy, that b#tch, YB ask me like, “What you love, Cap?” (LC)
I told him, “I don’t know, I don’t love, now, I’m just gon’ stay real, I’ma stay me”
Flags to the sky, this for my BaBa, say I miss you
Hope you got your prayer beads, I been prayin’ for you
Just know I’m with you
And I would lose it all, after everything we been through (Oh)
Anywhere we’ll shoot it out, how the f#ck can I just forget you? (Bap, bap, bap)
Double cup, I’m poured up
Spent two hundred K, I’m frozed up
Blessed him with a fifty ball even though he ain’t never let me hold nothin’
Bangin’ real hard like a bounty hunter
Real right, sex, money, murder
Tryna split you, wish we gon’ zip the b#tch
We don’t never stop ’til we murk somethin’
You can have my heart whole
No, we don’t do no splittin’, like who you kidding?
You treatin’ my bad like I done done somethin’
Straight from my cell block, hot box in the Rolls
Where them birds out, it’s the safest
I done kept out where it was vacant
I done broke plenty hearts without a code
Straight up out that dope hole
I’m not from Minneapolis, but I spent two thousand on one coat
My n#gg#s in the streets throwin’ signs, but they ain’t protesting
My n#gg# murder for some diamonds, catch a body for some baguettes
Too many n#gg#s died on that same block, I’m standin’
My head up to the sky while my roof panoramic
I be wantin’ talk to God, soon as he call, I don’t answer
I got real-life problems, I’m tryna stay up off them cameras
I ain’t goin’ back broke, and I ain’t sellin’ my soul
Told you it is what it is, I ain’t say I’m sorry
Came from apartments
I got n#gg#s in that cage like Jeff Hardy
Flags to the sky, this for my BaBa, say I miss you
Hope you got your prayer beads, I been prayin’ for you
Just know I’m with you
And I would lose it all, after everything we been through (Oh)
Anywhere we’ll shoot it out, how the f#ck can I just forget you? (Bap, bap, bap)
Double cup, I’m poured up
Spent two hundred K, I’m frozed up
Blessed him with a fifty ball even though he ain’t never let me hold nothin’
Bangin’ real hard like a bounty hunter
Real right, sex, money, murder
Tryna split you, wish we gon’ zip the b#tch
We don’t never stop ’til we murk somethin’
Too many n#gg#s died on that same block, I’m standin’
My head up to the sky while my roof panoramic
I be wantin’ to talk to God, soon as he call, I don’t answer
I got real-life problems, I’m tryna stay up off them cameras
Oh-oh, Rolls
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