See I write how I feel so you can get the picture
Kinda like Jesus when quoting them scriptures
Them niggas was fake so I f*cked on they sisters
Then cut him off, knew I came with the clipper
Shoot from the head to the neck to the liver
Stay humble but know that I'm gon' be that nigga
I got a Glock that don't shoot like a pistol
Coming from Texas where everything bigger
Ayy, step (step)
Walk (walk)
I like to rock in this shit
Then I go roll like I'm Elvis living in the ghetto like I still live in 56
I'm on the come up and I can never go back down
So don't slide if you ain't with this shit
I said that I'm up on the way, get the f*ck out my way
If you don't you get hit with the stick
I told my best friend I'm gon' be alright like I'm Kendrick
Know that she love me cause she pay attention
How do I know this?
She notice the difference
Inside of my book that's the definition of real
Nigga that's real
And she the type to hop out in the field
Smokin that za out to the face, no pill
And we go flex on the vlog, no grill
Hold on
Ayy, I ain't even gon' lie
This shit make me wanna
Yeah, yeah
Hold on, this shit just make me wanna
Dance, you know what I'm saying like
Ayy
Ayy, let's go, let's go