Lyrics

Who ain't wit me, you ain't wit me I ain't trippin Im just sippin' on some to make my head stop Be careful what you say to that man cuz the feds watch Im the one that kept the music goin' when they said stop Get high Get so fuckin stoned im in bedrock Get high Get so fuckin stoned smokin dead opps Get high Never had shit not a pair of socks Get high Used to talk to god he ain't say none back Niggas used to fight I'd grab them guns they tell me take on back Always been some real since a kid I can't fake on that I just want them bands want them bands and thеy hate on that I just blew a bag then lost a bag thеn I just made one back Cop a crate of guns cuz my niggas they gon' stay with that Circle full of real I swear to god there ain't no fake with that I swear to god there ain't no hate in that I swear to god my niggas chasin sacks I swear to god my niggas we keep on chasin It ain't a problem with me these niggas fakin I know they wishing and hoping that we dont make I know they wishing and hoping that we dont make it We was robbin' niggas we tryna make it We was robbin' niggas we tryna take it I know they wishing and hoping that we dont make it I know they wishing and hoping that we dont make it I was watchin these niggas I know they fakin I give props to my niggas I hope we make it Worked forever and ever Im feelin faded Yeah I talk to that money we ? I'd like to shoutout to all the bitches I'm fuckin I know you bitches dont really love me I know you bitches dont really love me I say I pop alot of pills I'm drinkin bubbly I used to fuck a couple hoes I knew they ugly ???????