Ayy, who dat?
John Gotitt (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, what you know ’bout trappin’ out them late nights?
What you know ’bout staking out on wolves and not the great wives?
I done been too deep inside of sh#t where I couldn’t think right
Bullets numb my body, I don’t feel nun’
Bullets hit your partner, why you leave him? Still ain’t killed nun’
Laid up in the hospital, a couple n#gg#s came for me
n#gg#s mention me, really infamous
Crazy to think them n#gg#s been our factors
Ain’t try to hit on none of them n#gg#s backwards
Suppliers, they ain’t have it
Been balling a whole season, n#gg#s ball out for a quarter
Can’t bite the hand that feeds you and my hands gave you them Porsche’s
Hard head but my money long, call me once he dead
At night, I had sawn nobody gone
I came fast, can’t talk your sweat, now sit your buddy home
Made a n#gg# rich just off a flip phone
n#gg#s can’t get picky out the streets, ain’t touched a hunnid loans
Nah, I ain’t never scrappin’, my mama knew I been a demon
We can take it there I’m doing no evil
Know my people’s ain’t gon’ make it further
They ain’t killing teddy bear, nah, I ain’t never scared
Nah, I ain’t never scared
My mama knew I been a demon, we can take it there
I’m tryna’ make it hurt
I should sell some shirts ’cause all my murders merch
Youngin turnt,.55 and I throw seats like John Kirk
He kept it real later but lied first, I told him ”Find dirt”
I find a church, when I stay alive, when that iron burst
My eyes hurt, stalking these lil’ n#gg#s, chrome offensive
Guess I scared them n#gg#s, blocked me from they doors and pictures
And you know what’s the issue, I ain’t get nothing that get you
I’m tryna’ make it tense you, I can’t sit and think about who diss who
I’m a real street n#gg#, these artists is artificial
And it’s up with whoever, ain’t no pick-n-choose to pick through
And know lil’ bro want rap for mine, want bodies on his pistol
And know if I don’t catch you, it’s gon’ fall back on your nephew
Fast, put that switchie on his #ss like he got curfew
Crash, brains all over the dash, I’m staying six-two
And I ain’t never hate her, he ain’t laced but, sh#t, a b#tch do
I heard he had a buzz, caught him, knocked out his potential, n#gg#
You know how a n#gg# be buzzin’ a little bit?
n#gg#s be getting a little bit of attention and sh#t, then he die
There’s a lot of that goin’ on
It’s like that, get yo’ face hit
Burr
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