Still Healing

Lyrics

[Intro] Yuh Fuck nigga, yuh (On 5, nigga) What the fuck you gon' go nigga? (WhyCeg) Yuh [Chorus] The foe for the gang got they own sticks, don't need protection (For they gang) You can't come to this block, nigga must've got the wrong directions, nigga, yuh (Got the wrong directions, nigga) Yuh, ten band on a shoe, nigga, I ain't flexing (Yuh) Bih' just pull up to the spot, I'm tired of texting (On God, yuh) And we went up, now everybody in they feelings, nigga, yuh (They in they feelings) Bitch, it's just not personal, but I just want no dealings, nigga, yuh Ooh, wait 'til I catch the nigga that I caught fuckin' stealing, nigga, yuh (Caught fuckin' stealing) Bad bitch on my phone, but I told her that "I'm still healing," nigga, yuh [Verse] Yeah, that nigga tried to ride the wave, can't even catch up (Lil' nigga, bitch) That nigga talk tough that's why he got wet up, nigga Yeah, Pistol on me, even wit' my momma We just pop out the cut, nigga, don't want no talkin' I might go to LA, link wit' Stef and Osama, nigga Yeah, two drac's just like OVO And how the fuck you say you know me, but you don't even know me though? (Lil' nigga, yo ass dumb) OG kinda musty like Tony Shhnow (Lil' nigga) Nigga got popped, like, what happened to so and so? (Lil' bitch) I don't know what the fuck happened (I don't what happened) We just pop out, Pistol get to clappin' We just walk down wit' ARP's and started cappin', nigga, yuh When I get rich me and my bitch finna eat steak, nigga, yuh And that nigga cap as fuck, we gon' put him on a plate, nigga, yuh And my Glock mad as fuck, took that bitch on a date, nigga, yuh Nigga got outta jail, nigga, I guess that my clean slate, nigga, yuh And my momma said you ain't gettin' up 'til you clean your plate, nigga, yuh Even when I was hoopin', nigga had to [?], nigga, yuh (On God, bitch) [Chorus] The foe for the gang got they own sticks, don't need protection (For they gang) You can't come to this block, nigga must've got the wrong directions, nigga, yuh (Got the wrong directions, nigga) Yuh, ten band on a shoe, nigga, I ain't flexing (Yuh) Bih' just pull up to the spot, I'm tired of texting (On God, yuh) And we went up, now everybody in they feelings, nigga, yuh (They in they feelings) Bitch, it's just not personal, but I just want no dealings, nigga, yuh Ooh, wait 'til I catch the nigga that I caught fuckin' stealing, nigga, yuh (Caught fuckin' stealing) Bad bitch on my phone, but I told her that "I'm still healing," nigga, yuh