80%

Lyrics

[Intro] What? (Niggas got this shit twisted) What? (Real talk) What? [Verse 1] I'm feeling like they forgot 80% percent of these bitches is thots I'm with some criminals, we 'bout to plot Dawg, I be killin 'em when my shit drop Friends be envious of what you got Tens be giving headaches a lot Niggas, they wish I just set on the block Fuck all my goals and fuck what I see All of that pain I suffered from E Flew to my LA show, just you and P Damn, I never thought you was gon' leave Damn, I never thought I'd have a key To my own place, got a bed, I could sleep Low key they hate so I'm keeping it brief I'm chasing paper in rentals, that's me I'm tryna wake up, it feel like a dream Getting my cake up, let's see what it bring Don't like her make up, uh, uh Don't liker her with make up, I told her come plain Seen this shit break up, just look at the gang (Look at the gang, damn) Just look how it is, just look how it change (Real talk) [Chorus] Niggas, they must've forgot For years, I been in this shit, I been hot (These niggas forgot) Niggas, they must've forgot All the hoes in the city I fucked, they was thots (All the hoes ain't shit) Niggas, they must've forgot Man, I get down and gritty, I kept me a Glock Niggas, they left me to rot (Damn) I ain't gon stop (I mean) [Verse 2] I just hit up Marcus, I told 'em let's get this cracking, I'm coming my hardest Don't talk to my sister, some bullshit had happened, but fuck it, I got you regardless Think I need therapy 'cause I be blacking, but I'm tryna get through the darkness Niggas complain about what I be charging Fuck you then, nigga, don't get it, let's chalk it (Real rap) As soon as I hit it, I'm off it Most of these bitches be tripping they stalking (She tripping) Sitting and talking, she bringing up other niggas, she lost it (Damn) Now I don't feel like talking, we got a drum, better proceed with caution Yeah. you got money, you sauceless Don't know why me and my man departed (Damn) Damn, our plan was shorted (It was) I'm getting high and I pray and I wish that the fam supported (Goddamn) Got a few P's in the bag, I use to Jansport it (The bag, you feel me?) Got a few P's in the bag, man, I took me a chance for it (And everybody know it) [Chorus] Niggas, they must've forgot For years, I been in this shit, I been hot (These niggas forgot) Niggas, they must've forgot All the hoes in the city I fucked, they was thots (All the hoes ain't shit) Niggas, they must've forgot Man, I get down and gritty, I kept me a Glock Niggas, they left me to rot (Damn) I ain't gon stop (I mean)