Letras
I turned up on my opps and blew past them, know they hate to see it
Told my bro be patient, we gon' blow and I can guarantee it
Mama never liked my choice of friends because I hang with demons
Stick to turn a nigga body cold but he ain't anemic
I can tell you bought your fit from somewhere, but it ain't from neimans
I just put a 50 in this Glock and now I can't conceal it
Niggas talking crazy, but be softer than a tempur-pedic
I'm a once-in-a-lifetime nigga, bitch, you can't repeat it
You ain't from the warren then dont come here we ain't welcoming
Nigga tried to start some smoke with us, now he inhalin' it
I can sign for no less than a million, I ain't settling
You sold your soul for a chain and clout, it still ain't relevant
I fucked and lost her number, she keep calling, I ain't answering
I gave her dick and walked her to her Uber, I'm a gentleman
You told all in them songs, the feds ain't gotta do no questioning
Talkin about somebody snitched, you gave him all the evidence
Fuckin dummy
Fuck wrong wit him
Hey, look, look
223s, ARs on the table, that's my centerpiece
You can't even afford a G23, how could we ever beef
If I see you out, it ain't no question, though, he catching these
If it was up to him, then he ain't sparing me
Feds be listening more than niggas' fans when they drop a song
So I gotta watch what I be saying on this microphone
If you know you know you don't, then you ain't gotta know
Just know I really live this shit, this is not a joke
Niggas ain't your brothers or your friends, I had to realize
I don't fear a damn soul, only got a fear in God
7-6-2, hit his lung, Now he ain't breathing right
Paramedics did some CPR, but he can't be revived
Greed turns into jealousy and jealousy turns into hate
Rather beef with a known opp, then be friends with a snake
Brodie saw me winning, I see happiness all in his face
So when I'm on, he get on too, we like Mitch and Ace
Thanks for watching
Jaylin Anderson
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