[Verse]
N***as still banging my old shit, can't wait to hear my new shit
Got the whole damn city waiting, on that fucking RNB 2 shit
All hits, no misses, n***a, every fucking track, ain't no skipping, n***a
If it's beef, na, I ain't dissing n***as, I will ride up on you with a glizzy, n***a
Lately, I've been on some other shit
Ain't about no money, I'm like fuck it, then
Can't trust them, so why would I cuff a bitch?
Tryna find time just to fuck a bitch
I've been chasing paper, I've been doing shows
I've been selling hooks, I've been selling O's
Doing all of that, and tryna see my daughter
Tell me, when the fuck I got some time for hoes?
Now a days, I can't trust my folks
Snake Griffin, cut your throat
Hating hard, showing fake love
Like I'm stupid, thug, they don't want me to blow
[?] n***a, stop fronting
Only time I'm running, if the cops coming
Catch me in your hood, I ain't scared of nothing
My n***a [?] drop something
They like Rock, I thought you sing
I'm like yeah, n***a, I rap too
I trap too, I'm strapped too
And I push a n***a shit back too
[?] city need something, at your funeral for a check too
So don't come for me [?]
You don't really want that [?]
I've been upstate with them real n***as
Body snatching [?] kill n***as
[?] and then drill n***as
Crazy n***as will put the steal in you
Catch you slippin, put a lock in the [?]
Split your shit, and watch your body just drop
[?] away from the cops
'Cause I ain't got time to go back to the box
Damn, had a flashback
Let's get back to the real
I'm buzzing now, they say I'm next to get a deal
A couple labels came our way, but they wasn't coming for real
I know what I bring to the table, I need more than that lil couple mills
And me and my n***as got big shit
Chopper style, we hit shit
Bullets size of footballs, they go hard, no hit stick
Team of young wild ass misfits
Pick a target, we don't miss shit
The clips [?] bananas, n***a, guaranteed to split shit
We trapping crazy, we stacking crazy
And everybody know, we ain't just acting crazy
I ain't got no pics, I clap a [?]
Clap a baby [?]
357, that's what I mean
Perk 30's got me feeling like I'm off lean
And when them things in me, I'm a maniac
[?] my banger clap
Some real rap [?]
If you lie [?] where your head at
[?] n***a, I ain't tryna hear that
This gon' be the spot where you're found dead at
N***a, 'cause I'm [?]
You can find me in the trap house
Yeah I got weed, I got crack out
[?] I'm back out
To the streets [?]
[?] with me, 'cause if I lose, I'ma jam ya
Like doggy food, I can ya
If you a fraud, I can't stand ya
Get money til I D.I.A
No alphabets [?]
You tryna fight, n***a, what I look like [?]
Leave your body stanking in the alley
Fuck you n***a, you [?]
All these rap n***as fake like a [?]
Got a slick mouth, I'ma make you pay
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