I'm from the streets you do not speak my language
You nor in the trap might as well quit the faking
I know some plugs and I'm cool with some robbers
And I gotta bless them as soon as I make it
You say that you real but you not real as me tell me how is you real
When you lowkey be hating
But I ain't gone trip I'm just doing my thing
I'ma f*ck on yo hoe then get back to the basics
I'ma f*ck on yo hoe then get back to the basics
I should have cuts all this paper I'm chasing
These bitches keep hitting my phone and I don't reply
And I wont f*ck them cause they too basic
Cant name a time that I ran from a nigga
Cause I hang with G's like I f*ck with the Mason's
I keep that skrilla on me and its next to my burner I dare a f*ck nigga to take if
I don't f*ck off if it ain't bout the paper
All bout my gwalla just like I'm a banker
I got a bitch hella bad and that pussy so water
I ain't have no choice but to taste it
I'm coming up got them shocked like a taser
Play with me that's the day you'll meet yo maker
Keep the work on me like I'm in the weight room
These niggas cant handle the pressure they faking
You want a "O" I can show you the plug
If you with me he gone show you some love
Always keep one in the head like a tumor
It wouldn't be smart to try me like a scrub
I been at this shit right here for a minute ain't f*ck off in school
I got labeled a thug
But I'ma go back to the basics if rapping
Don't work out its back to the trap with the drugs
I'm from the streets you do not speak my language
You nor in the trap might as well quit the faking
I know some plugs and I'm cool with some robbers
And I gotta bless them as soon as I make it
You say that you real but you not real as me
Tell me how is you real when you lowkey be hating
But I ain't gone trip I'm just doing my thing
I'ma f*ck on yo hoe then get back to the basics
Back to the basics, back to the trapping
You not with the shit you can cut all the acting
All that finessing and robbing you talk about really just stories
So stop with the capping
Don't come around me with all of that flodging
I don't tolerate it cause I'm bout that action
The way that I came up you wouldn't believe it
But trust me and know that this shit more than rapping
I'm from the streets I'll be lucky to make it
They say I'm the truth ain't no way I can fake it
I took some L's back in 2016 when they ain't give me shit so I had to go take it
I was a youngin out here going Brazy
A white boy the plug so you know I ain't racist
I get that work and I make it do summersaults
You get the work and my lil niggas take it
I ain't gonna sugarcoat shit I'm the truth
They say I be sliding when I'm in the booth
I ain't hard to find if you looking for me I be off in my bag like a lil kangaroo
If you wasn't there for me when I was hurting
But think I'ma f*ck with you now you a fool
But I'ma go back to the basics and pray they don't take me
Cause I got too much shit to do
I'm from the streets you do not speak my language
You nor in the trap might as well quit the faking
I know some plugs and I'm cool with some robbers
And I gotta bless them as soon as I make it
You say that you real but you not real as me
Tell me how is you real when you lowkey be hating
But I ain't gone trip I'm just doing my thing
I'ma f*ck on yo hoe then get back to the basics