Lyrics

Was dead broke, now I'm ballin' like an athlete Trust issues, gotta watch who sittin' back with me Feds watchin', know it's over if they capture me They grab my dawg and let him go, like why they let him leave I got it on me fully loaded, opps after me I'm like Mahomes out the pocket, showin' accuracy Winter time, birds dancin', no Happy Feet I miss Meech, you know that's the other half of me I'm still in pain so it's times that I still cry I talk to God, don't think he hear me but I still try I know one day we'll be together, it's what I realizе Until then we at war, you know we still slidе Look, pussy, you could run, these bullets still catch you And anybody get it, ain't nobody special And this Glock hold thirty in case you tryna wrestle And when you focus on the bread that's when they want test you Mobbin' with the goblins, out here tryna find 'em Who your favorite rapper? Where he at? Man, I will rob him Swear on bro these n***** pussy, you could read 'em and tell You hungry? Rob me, I start feedin' you shells N***** hatin' like Albee ain't the hardest n**** out Fuck rap, I send my youngins go and bombing at ya house Dales Ave, you out-of-towners don't know what's that about When it come to gun play, you know my hood got the count Bitch, I gotta get it on my knees, I'm committed 'Member I was down, I heard rumors I was finished Argue wit' my bitch, got the neighbors in our business That's how it is in the burbs, man, you gotta be easy on 'em Like who he is, he play sports? I remember it was nobody there for me at court When the judge throwin' letters, ain't nobody playin' Horse Fast forward, now I'm puttin' tinted windows on the Porsche It was times I was winnin' still feelin' like I ost 'Cause I got some fallen angels, they be caught up in my thoughts And it's crazy how my hood rather hate me than support But I ain't goin' back and forth, money talks And I'm with the Spanish bitch with the fat ass named Vanessa Yeah, I just met her, I ain't find a bitch Wetter Told me she in college so I fuck her all semester Nasty, she eat the whole dick if I let her Haters tryna catch up but I won't let them catch up Pedal to the metal in a 'Rari, I won't let up Go ahead, put that vest up, I'm aiming from the neck up Question me about some cold cases, I won't fess up Was dead broke, now I'm ballin' like an athlete Trust issues, gotta watch who sittin' back with me Feds watchin', know it's over if they capture me They grab my dawg and let him go, like why they let him leave I got it on me fully loaded, opps after me I'm like Mahomes out the pocket, showin' accuracy Winter time, birds dancin', no Happy Feet I miss Meech, you know that's the other half of me Every day June 30th