I can never be a loser lil b#tch I′m picture perfect
I ain’t tripping bout these hoes I swear to god that they ain′t worth it
I’ma be a real n#gg# Til they f#cking close the curtains
I be chilling by myself in this b#tch n#gg#s lurking
According to the gram we do not put the work in
According to the hams these n#gg#s always searching
But I don’t give a damn and lil boy that′s for certain
They pull up on em blam and guaranteed they get to skrting
I was on the Ave Fenkell n#gg# just to be exact
Where was n#gg#s at n#gg#s really didn′t have my back
If them n#gg#s did I swear to god them n#gg#s switched up
If them n#gg#s trip don’t give a f#ck them n#gg#s b#tch up
I ain′t gone cap I swear to god I really had enough
n#gg#s really broke don’t give a f#ck they never had a buck
You tripping over hoes you saying that like you ain′t had a sl#t
That b#tch is not yours it’s just your turn n#gg# shut it up
Y′all n#gg#s tripping bout these hoes like y’all so in love
Only thing I love is the drugs n#gg# and the plug
And I like my music too I swear to god that sh#t a plus
I be really snapping in this b#tch when I’m turning up
Rell sent me the verse I hit the stu and come and burn it up
Yeah this switch work on that new Glock you gotta turn it up
Don′t be out here bragging bout the road cause you ain′t earned enough
If you tryna punch then hit my line got like 100 dumps
I swear this sh#t be getting dangerous
When the fat twins hop out with them chops I cannot save you
Catching backends double off the lean I don’t be faking
Real act in let me crack the seal so you can taste it
New pack in yo brother in the wind we call it angels
Put a 30 stick up on that Glock and watch it dangle
Bang should be a camera man he hit from any kind of angle
One shot through his top we den turnt him to a bagel
Catch a opps do our dance we bout to turn him to label
Get his mans we gone turn that n#gg# off just like cable
Tryna scoop his brains up off the ground just use a ladle
Feel like Dr. J we spin the block and rock the cradle
Don′t irritate me when I’m off the drugs I be unstable
I did it on my own got off my #ss and flipped the tables
We gone hit stick them n#gg#s out the field like Michael Vrabel
f#ck around and shoot ′em through his home screen now he disabled
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