Yeah
I was gone for a minute but you know i came right back
I was gone for a minute
But you know i think
Know i came right back
I was gone for a minute but you know i came right
Back
I was gone for a minute but you know i came right back
Ran up the racks i know them niggas ain't like that
Niggas in the streets before i ever did a mic check
Niggas don't play with your city i'm really like that
Bird chains on swear my neck like thatlike an ice pack
Get your brains on i keep it with me like a dice strap
Sweet james jones n**a i can never wife that
She
Another n**a b**h he need to come and get his wife
Back i can read these n**a mind like a sight yeah
Play with that paper n**a it's gon' be a crime
Watch how you talkin' on the phone
That shit'll get you in dimes
Watch how you talkin' on these songs
That shit'll get you in die
They done that shit'll get you killed
You better watch what you tight
Niggafight for his life since a n**a left right
I came out the jungle with some stripes on my body
Like a typie i set the city on fire live a life
I walk a n**a down with this b**h like michael myers
I'm a boss like mister bis
This chopper sing like michael myers
I walk a n**a down with this b**h like michael myers
I'm a boss like mister bis
This chopper sing like michael myers i walk
A n**a down with this b**h like michael myers
I'm a bossmister b this chopper sing around on high
I got that white girl
Twerkin' in the trap like miley five
I got my lil n**a piped up i call him ridy ridin'
Ayy you not a sniper he ridin' with a shotty up
Close and personal
He tryna catch a body with this blizzy i can surgical
I should've been a doctor
I need a mask on let me feel him
But i holla if i said it then i'm standin' on it
Probably first they love you then they hate you
I can feel it in the air like philcadi
I swear these niggas lucky
I ain't broke cause i ain't robbing
I'm like the pope in my seat they know i'm gossip
Your favorite rapper trash
She always lying that shit guardian
When them bullets start flying
Niggas run like foreigns
What the f**k that n**a got a gun forty
What the f**k i need a shooter for
If i'm the one that's blowing it
Don't tell me that you love me
B**h you gotta start showing
Shit you gotta start showing
Love you gotta start showing the b**h
Don't tell me that you love me
Hoe
You gotta start showing it ain't no love in my heart
I'm tryna tell you i'm emotion
Tryna tell you i'm emotional love in my heart
I'm tryna tell you i'm the most love
She think i'mma fall in
Love and that's over with b**h you fucking up my buzz
If i'm over you i got on my wife but i'm
I just like a polar bear
I can see the wheel b**h she look like those cat
Treat her like a chicken head call me project pack
Ran up them racks down like a hot
You know i was in the trap selling country band
I had to watch that dirty money like a laundry mall
Coming back
Coming back
