Won’t Make It Far

Lyrics

[Intro] It's YL on Dem 808s Ayy ayy ayy ayy Real Murda Worth music nigga Sino shit nigga, fuck goin' on [Chorus] Had to go hard on that block with that hard Backwoods, ain't no 'gar, this dope got me on Mars Double cup me, bitch I'm sippin' on oil Ain't signing no deal 'less it's ten million large I came from the jungle, tattooed out my scar I cannot be humble above all the stars Whole gang winning, Lil CJ the sergeant The coldest thing is I done did for the squad Most of these rap niggas fraud, I pull a rap nigga card Wrap his ass up like a cord, we got more shots then them boys Get guap like it ain't no tomorrow We stain this shit before we start Don't cross the line lil nigga, promise you won't make it far Rock out with them choppers, guitar My best friend Ben Frank, all my partners is icy, my bitch she a doll [Verse 1] These niggas mad 'cause I had to go run my bag up And they was first and now they last, huh Now LilCJ on they ass Just 'cause I'm poppin' don't think I won't blast I probably dismiss her, leave her in the past Don't bang with no swishers, give a fuck if it's rad These niggas pussy, they soft as a cushion You believin' that shit then you must be a rookie I got some young niggas crip harder than Tookie Bro they pull up right in your yard with a fully They won't bother to take them no mask or no hoodie Aimin' right at his face, make that nigga eat bullets Last nigga got killed just for thinkin' he couldn't Got flex like you been out a circle, you smoked Bad yellow bitch and she thicker than bricks She fuck with my pimpin', we ride around drippin' Can't stop for no bitch, gotta stack to the ceiling Stack it and flip it, don't care if it's penny by penny Young nigga, I'ma go get it Put my team on, now we winnin' Broke nigga get out your feelings Want smoke nigga, I am a chimney This Murda Worth thing, I'ma kill it They probably thought I was fiending No, I'm still in the trap with the big dope in the ceiling [Chorus] Had to go hard on that block with that hard Backwoods, ain't no 'gar, this dope got me on Mars Double cup me, bitch I'm sippin' on oil Ain't signing no deal 'less it's ten million large I came from the jungle, tattooed out my scar I cannot be humble above all the stars Whole gang winning, Lil CJ the sergeant The coldest thing is I done did for the squad Most of these rap niggas fraud, I pull a rap nigga card Wrap his ass up like a cord, we got more shots then them boys Get guap like it ain't no tomorrow We stain this shit before we start Don't cross the line lil nigga, promise you won't make it far Rock out with them choppers, guitar My best friend Ben Frank, all my partners is icy, my bitch she a doll [Verse 2] Done fucked up the mall with my felon Turn into whatever, everything on me, no yellow Young nigga, I stood on that block with that pressure Prayed to God for some help, all I wanted was a bezel Me and [?], we know you can't handle the pressure Gorilla pop out, you gon' fold like a pretzel Lil nigga, ain't nobody help me I dropped out the game and they felt me These niggas just want to feel special Now they all dig me, no shovel Sauce up or boss up, it's levels (sauce, boss, go) Young nigga straight out the ghetto Took off, my foot still on the pedal You know how we do it in Texas We spikin' our Sprite with medical (Texas tea, mud, lean) And then what we do when we catch him We sparkin' on sight, it's regular Go get the pack and I flood, Kasino Gang really runnin' D-F-dub Ain't fuck with no slugs, my Glock came with slugs Got it all off one fifty, one hell of a plug I'm bloody lil buddy, still fuck with my cuz Hottest in Texas so put on your glove Gotta ride with that weapon 'cause I know what's up It's rappers that suck and they hate that I'm up I bet that they pray that one day I give up, but no [Chorus] Had to go hard on that block with that hard Backwoods, ain't no 'gar, this dope got me on Mars Double cup me, bitch I'm sippin' on oil Ain't signing no deal 'less it's ten million large I came from the jungle, tattooed out my scar I cannot be humble above all the stars Whole gang winning, Lil CJ the sergeant The coldest thing is I done did for the squad Most of these rap niggas fraud, I pull a rap nigga card Wrap his ass up like a cord, we got more shots then them boys Get guap like it ain't no tomorrow We stain this shit before we start Don't cross the line lil nigga, promise you won't make it far Rock out with them choppers, guitar My best friend Ben Frank, all my partners is icy, my bitch she a doll