I aint gang still posted the block
In tune with the shots
Dope boy wasn't selling a lot
A couple of knots
Double cup had lean in his system
See a opp
My shooters leanin to get'em
He 10 toes
Till the beam Make you scribble
A nightmare
Even in his dreams imma get'em
And High school was a trip
Bunch of goofy niggas Chase a bitch
Like that hoe slept with 2 dirty niggas
Then her main nigga caught the shit
No lie
I really was crushing it
Shoutout to Kyra
No lie I was lovin it
Big round jatty
Niggas was cuffin it
Hold on
Like surviving them blocks
Wasn't playing in sand
Just a project baby tryna stand
Og really did try Her Best
Without a father figure how do I stand
If I see that nigga
Know I'm up'n it
That's child was a demon
No time for the tusslin
Stuck between causing Those shots
Or duckin it
All these years
I was hurtin a lot
Drain all my tears
Let go of the dead
Its god first
No discussing the plan
Who you idol
Aint up in the stands
My heart say
Wish'em the best
My mind say killem instead
All my heros
Sold out For some bands
So forgive me lord
This that lyrical lead
All these years
I was hurtin a lot
Drain all my tears
Let go of the dead
Its god first
No discussing the plan
Who you idol
Aint up in the stands
My heart say
Wish'em the best
My mind say killem instead
All my heros
Sold out For some bands
So forgive me lord
This that lyrical lead
Alright bring it back
I wont teach you to drill
Bring that scooter you meal
Wet'em up thats seal
Limp body that's ew
Nigga you is not mabu
And I am not foreign
False move they won't find you
All these years
I was hurtin a lot
Drain all my tears
Let go of the dead
Its god first
No discussing the plan
Who you idol
Aint up in the stands
My heart say
Wish'em the best
My mind say killem instead
All my heros
Sold out For some bands
So forgive me lord
This that lyrical lead