Era Primavera

Lyrics

[Intro] Cio Beat Demons in your ear [Verse 1] Bust down a check while I got all my people, ain't nobody finna be left out I got some partners that's dead than some face in a bitch They ain't take care their kids 'fore they checked out Know we ain't promised tomorrow, so I'm harder and harder, say that with my chest out I don't even tell niggas keep it 100 no more, 'cause I did it before and got let down Separated from the fake shit, turned up on 'em, killed 'еm with some kindness Thesе niggas knockin' a kid as if I ain't the hottest, gon' turn up on 'em, that's a promise Got niggas still in the streets tryna beef over nonsense, they ain't even seem 'em a profit My young nigga thuggin', he strapped with a rocket, and he'll come slide if I send a deposit Yeah, fuck all the opps, I'm the competition, had to grind to some time to get my position Told my tito, "Hold on," 'cause I got a mission, out the dirt, but my diamonds be shinin', hittin' Got some bros up the road that I gotta visit, nigga play, we draw down like a composition Put this shit in they face, now I got 'em dissin', .223 known to blow, it's gon' stop the bitchin' Didn't have a car, now I got niggas drivin' for me 'cause I got to the check I got this money invested, but I could've tripped and went bought me a flooded Patek Been on they ass, they could say we up next, we sendin' shots, we ain't sendin' no threats Came in a rookie, but spit like a vet, did this shit on my own, now I got 'em impressed Now they like [Refrain] Oh Oh, oh, oh Ah, ah, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh [Verse 2] I got a bubble coat that match the kicks, I get my partners' choppas tryna blitz I got a bougie ho that got a bitch, I got Call of Duty guns that got a switch I sip a lotta syrup, I gotta piss, lil' bro strapped with a rod, but don't know how to fish I'm shinin' a lotta diamonds on my fist, I just spent a lotta dollars on my fit Go get the check for my son and daughter, so every day, I'm tryna get paid We hit the streets and we flood, we just like Baby and Dugg how them young niggas get paid I gotta a whole lotta love, lil' bro sell a whole lotta drugs, but he just in the 10th grade Keepin' it 100, that nigga was bitch made, so we kicked him out like a sensei Double-G only, he play, he a goner, I did a feat' for a lil' marijuana 'Member they used to ignore us, now they adore us, Porsche truck feel like a Honda All of these niggas some losers, play, we'll shoot you, like Future, we got to the commas You niggas money can't fuck with my mamas, bossed up, take me a trip to Bahamas These niggas lyin' and they known to cap it, we was still in the streets, we ain't known to rap it I just took me a trip and got shown for backin', I just bought me a K with a shoulder strap-in Really stealin' too far, I brought Kobe back, and they can't fuck with the kid, mama told me that I can't fuck with nobody that hold me back, and niggas claimin', but these niggas owe me that So they like [Refrain] Eyes wide open all the time Won't catch me slippin', got survival on my mind I've known my whole life, I'm one of a kind I walk the line, I walk the line