I don’t got time for a bi— treesh
n#gg#s be envying me
I walk with some heat, you run up on me, delete
I got the diamonds on me, i’m feeling so flee, your b#tch wanna see me
She got {?}, i’m rubbin’ the cheeks, i’m pullin’ the {?}
Oh a opp just died, that’s tough
In the streets, they ain’t showing no love
Want bucks, i don’t want no love
Keep all that sh#t, i ain’t interested love
Keep all that sh#t, i ain’t taking your drugs
Walkin’ around with my hand on my gun
They tryna send me up straight to the doves
They tryna send me up straight to the sun
Can’t f#ck these hoes, they be treeshy
{?} the gas, so needy
Just lost my bro, now i’m grieving
Too many {?} this evеning
f#ck it, i guess we not meeting
Off of the drugs, in thе deep end
Mama, i swear i’m not tweaking
Look at your son, he not eating
I see a opp and i’m beamin’
Grab the xd, you know that i’m squeezing
Watching my pockets, you need it
I wan’t a {jetback?}, {?}
I gotta get back, ain’t no more grieving (i gotta get back, ain’t no more grieving)
I gotta get back, ain’t no more grieving
Mama told me, “boy, stop all that dreaming”
I said, “mama, this what i believe in”
I’m in the trenches with sharks, you f#ck n#gg#s ain’t never swam in the deep end
And i went through with my n#gg#s so that’s why i call ’em my demons
It’s a problem, i call my demons
{?} with my passion, did this for a meaning
Ride with the mob, we don’t care who you are, we gon’ slide where you at, leave your brains on the seating
Ha, like boy, what the f#ck was you thinking?
Brains on the floor, i can see what he thinking
Wock’ in my cup and these n#gg#s still sipping on green, like boy, what the f#ck is you drinking?
Money go up, his pockets be shrinking
He tried to ride on the wave and he sinking
Racks, i get it
He said he slid on the block but he didn’t
Get back, i’m not with him
Cappin’, said you was here from the beginning
‘member them days i was walking to class by myself in the schoolhouse, never could fit in
I bet now they wish they could fit in
I’m {having?} parties, they wish they could get in
Grah, grah, having parties, they wish they could get in (get in)
Grah, grah, up in school, i never could fit in
Uh, can’t stop thinking— (grah, grah, grah)
Yeah
I don’t got time for a bi— treesh
n#gg#s be envying me
I walk with some heat, you run up on me, delete
I got the diamonds on me, i’m feeling so flee, your b#tch wanna see me
She got {?}, i’m rubbin’ the cheeks, i’m pullin’ the {?}
Oh a opp just died, that’s tough
In the streets, they ain’t showing no love
Want bucks, i don’t want no love
Keep all that sh#t, i ain’t interested love
Keep all that sh#t, i ain’t taking your drugs
Walkin’ around with my hand on my gun
They tryna send me up straight to the doves
They tryna send me up straight to the sun
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