Uhh
NGF shit
Mm mm
Mm mm
Loving you
Aye I been loving you
Aye I do this shit for my momma
Don't want no drama
I really been hot as the sauna
And im on the grind every week
Chasing dreams like meek
And im still trynna get me a comma
Now im havin loot like what?
Loot like ugh
I meant to say loot like llama
Blick his ass down in the H
We gon meet up again
Now his ass gotta live wit sum trauma
I'm finna pop out the cut wit this big ass drac Trynna see if a nigga want static
These niggas my sons gotta teach them a Lesson even though ion even much fw my Daddy
Hardaway who?
Hardaway kam
That nigga a bitch needa send me the addy
No YTB at the party
Seen a ratchet lil hoe
Best believe she was throwin the fatty
I'm inna function I'm faded off gas inna section I just poured sum drank in my cup
Small and petite told her she gettin thick on The low
She like when im gassing her up
Just talk to ten on the phone
Told him we takin off
They don't know we be chopping it up
Girl look Clarence you know das my twin 911
Niggas know that we finna blow up
Wish I could go back in time when it was me And the guys told my momma don't worry im safe
I'm trynna go back to the days we wasn't Worried about shi but im stuck trynna beat me a case
I told them stay down for the come up
It's takin time
Imma put this shit all in they face
They told me I cant own a gun
But it's beef inna city
Gotta 9 on my waist just in case
I putta switch onna chop because I needed a fully
Catch a opp finna hop out and shoot
I never played fa the band
I was stuck inna field
ARP finna blow like a flute
Them niggas gon type onna gram
They still riding dick
I'm thinking they sweet like a fruit
I'm finna pack this shit up
Tell ya momma goodbye
Needa gon head pick out ya suit
I would tell em run this shit back but im poppin My shi and I ain't trynna say it again
Im trynna rack ts up know he holdin it down Needa free lil herb out the pen
And my lil flunky ass daddy tried taking my gun Imma f*ck around get a new gen
I know that his time finna come he be talking That shit they gon put his dumb ass inna wind
I'm inna yo trynna blitz sum down
Big bro off the pills trynna blick sum down
They know im the king of this shit making hits back to back
Needa gon head gimme my crown
Im finna po up a sprite in a bottle of quagen im Sitting here watching it mix
Im trynna hit for pole
Trynna slime sum out
Tell brodie to send me the licks
I try to just stay out the way
Won't catch me in shit
You barely see me inna mix
We putting belt to yo ass
If you say that it's smoke
You can't try ta run from the licks
I'm putting stacks in my jeans
Got stacks in my jeans
Real soon you gon know what I mean
I'm really just focused on rapping
Ian moving weight
But I still be serving the feens
This bitch text me for sum money
Ian tricking on shit
If I cuff my by you some shein
She trynna argue me down Ian doin no talking
I f*cked around left her on seen
Y'all finna picture my face had the hair inna way
Had to f*ck around cut off the dreads
Bro ah trippin we walked inna party he crashin Now we finna slide like a sled
Me and the bros won't fallout bout shit or a Bitch had days we was breaking sum bread
Now all dese hoes trynna f*ck
And I pass to the side
Cuz I really just came fa the head
I'm trynna give it sum time
Can't wait till I blow
Can't wait till I sign me a deal
I'mm givin my family a bag
They was there from the bottom
They never gon pay for a meal
Don't f*ck wit my sister I'm dying bout ha and My momma I'm really just keeping it real
I came in this shit all alone never needed no Help I don't give a f*ck how you feel