Aye I heard some niggss after me
Niggas just be to rap for me
Got hit with this 223
Should've just stayed a athlete
Niggas Know Whats up with me
On the other side banging EBG
Before I go hop on a beat
Grab the drac hop out on feet
Nigga Scared To claim they set around us Know we really Slime
Say they stood On business bout they nigga but they really lying
Me and Slime be arguing bout them bodies he say the next one mine
Still wanna hit you with this glock
Hope the judge don't give em time
Broke in a house that shit was cone
Wont speak on him because he gone
Free The guys we need em home
Put Bezzle name in every song
Bezzle gang to I'm gone
I'm full of drugs they doing me wrong
They drop bag
I still ain't gone
They know lil bop gone do em wrong
Bae you gotta drive
I might Wreck Cause I just poured a four
If we get into don't f*ck the opps
Just go and f*ck my bro
Judge keep asking bout this nigga
Ion know I smoke em tho
Can't let em slide he spoke on gang
He gotta die this shit fa bro
Can't beef with no rap niggas
Y'all signing deals
We catching Kills
Nigga rap the life we live
Said What I Said F*ck How You Feel
They know we next on top
If we get the drop we gone spin again Crackers just got O
Free my bro know that's my evil twin
You knew this shit would run up a mill
You making calls and shedding tears
Know My face yo biggest fear
You telling lies we made it clear
NO IM NOT NO RAPPER IM A FACTOR
Not with the squashing beef
Forever In The Streets
And Until I Die This Shit EBG
Make that shit clear
E Bezzle Gang You fear
Keep playing you gone disappear
And bitch we don't say BLRRDD
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Aye I heard some niggss after me
Niggas just be to rap for me
Got hit with this 223
Should've just stayed a athlete
Niggas Know Whats up with me
On the other side banging EBG
Before I go hop on a beat
Grab the drac hop out on feet
Nigga Scared To claim they set around us Know we really Slime
Say they stood On business bout they nigga but they really lying
Me and Slime be arguing bout them bodies he say the next one mine
Still wanna hit you with this glock
Hope the judge don't give em time
Broke in a house that shit was cone
Wont speak on him because he gone
Free The guys we need em home
Put Bezzle name in every song
Bezzle gang to I'm gone
I'm full of drugs they doing me wrong
They drop bag
I still ain't gone
They know lil bop gone do em wrong
Bae you gotta drive
I might Wreck Cause I just poured a four
If we get into don't f*ck the opps
Just go and f*ck my bro
Judge keep asking bout this nigga
Ion know I smoke em tho
Can't let em slide he spoke on gang
He gotta die this shit fa bro
Can't beef with no rap niggas
Y'all signing deals
We catching Kills
Nigga rap the life we live
Said What I Said F*ck How You Feel
They know we next on top
If we get the drop we gone spin again Crackers just got O
Free my bro know that's my evil twin
You knew this shit would run up a mill
You making calls and shedding tears
Know My face yo biggest fear
You telling lies we made it clear
NO IM NOT NO RAPPER IM A FACTOR
Not with the squashing beef
Forever In The Streets
And Until I Die This Shit EBG
Make that shit clear
E Bezzle Gang You fear
Keep playing you gone disappear
And bitch we don't say BLRRDD
Niggas just be to rap for me
Got hit with this 223
Should've just stayed a athlete
Niggas Know Whats up with me
On the other side banging EBG
Before I go hop on a beat
Grab the drac hop out on feet
Nigga Scared To claim they set around us Know we really Slime
Say they stood On business bout they nigga but they really lying
Me and Slime be arguing bout them bodies he say the next one mine
Still wanna hit you with this glock
Hope the judge don't give em time
Broke in a house that shit was cone
Wont speak on him because he gone
Free The guys we need em home
Put Bezzle name in every song
Bezzle gang to I'm gone
I'm full of drugs they doing me wrong
They drop bag
I still ain't gone
They know lil bop gone do em wrong
Bae you gotta drive
I might Wreck Cause I just poured a four
If we get into don't f*ck the opps
Just go and f*ck my bro
Judge keep asking bout this nigga
Ion know I smoke em tho
Can't let em slide he spoke on gang
He gotta die this shit fa bro
Can't beef with no rap niggas
Y'all signing deals
We catching Kills
Nigga rap the life we live
Said What I Said F*ck How You Feel
They know we next on top
If we get the drop we gone spin again Crackers just got O
Free my bro know that's my evil twin
You knew this shit would run up a mill
You making calls and shedding tears
Know My face yo biggest fear
You telling lies we made it clear
NO IM NOT NO RAPPER IM A FACTOR
Not with the squashing beef
Forever In The Streets
And Until I Die This Shit EBG
Make that shit clear
E Bezzle Gang You fear
Keep playing you gone disappear
And bitch we don't say BLRRDD
Writer: Eric Anderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid