Uh, let's go, let's go
It's right, uh
Had to talk to myself, I'm like, bruh what you doin'
Took off with this rap shit, I gotta keep goin
And Ma , call my phone and she like, where you goin'
I'm servin' them junkies early in the mornin
Used to sleep in the trap, now I ridin' in the foreign
We gon' creep through the cut and we gon' creep up on em
I ain't trust these bitches, these bitches be going
Just pass me the ball and you know that I'm scoring
Just pass me the ball and you know I'm gon' hit
We gettin' up close, ain't no way we could miss
How you tryna get rich, you ain't takin' no risks
Used to trip boy a bitch nigga, now I don't trip
Think these niggas be mad, cause I'm havin' n they not
Get the drop where you live, we gone run through your spot
And it's long live your man, he got put in a box
I ain't chasin' no thot, bitch, I'm chasin' the guap
Uh, let's go
She keep callin' my phone, throwin' me off
Cause shawty, she think I'm with another bitch
But I'm at the Stu, puttin' in overtime
Whole time, she think I'm lyin' and shit
She keep callin' my phone, she keep cryin' and shit
I can't lack on the block, niggas dyin' and shit
I can't lack on the block, tryna spin on the opps
I just bought a new chop,
I was talkin' to OG, he told me move smart
Gave my trust to a bitch, and then she broke my heart
Got what ever you need you can come through and shop
Started takin' these drugs just to ease up the pain
Just a young nigga, but I'm on top of the game
Niggas playin' me 50, I stay in my lane
Tryna focus on rap, tryna make me a change
Had to talk to myself, I'm like, bruh what you doin'
Took off with this rap shit, I gotta keep goin
And Ma call my phone and she like, where you goin'
I'm servin' them junkies early in the mornin
Used to sleep in a trap, now Im ridin in a Foreign
We gon' creep through the cut and we gon' creep up on
I ain't tryna trusting these bitches, these bitches be going
Just pass me the ball, and you know that I'm scorin
And just pass me the ball, you know I'm gon' hit
And we gettin' up close aint. I way we can miss
How you tryna get rich, you ain't takin' no risks
Used to trip bout a bitch nigga, now I don't trip
Think these niggas be mad, cause I'm havin' n they not
Get the drop where you live, we gon' run through your spot
And it's long live your man, he got put in a box
I ain't chasin' no thot, bitch, I'm chasin' the guap
Damn
She keep callin' my phone, throwin' me off
Cause Shawty, she think I'm with another bitch
But I'm at the stu, puttin' in overtime
Whole time, she think I'm lyin' and shit
She keep callin' my phone, keep cryin' and shit
I can't lack on the block, niggas dyin' and shit