Lyrics:
run with that backend
Or watch what gon' happen, heads gettin' cracked in
Where they be at? We can find out
They world make-believe like it's Minecraft
sedated
Pittsburgh's best rapper, that shit heavily debated
Still be in the trenches if I neva woulda made it
But the neva say neva's quite clever
It's neva
got a heart made of gold
They rap about mansions
But I can tell by their clothes
That's a lie
And they probably are still living at home
Whoa, bro, oh,
niggas yell squad
K Camp screaming link up
300 niggas, that's 300 motherfuckers
Trying to get it in by the trucks
I'm a hot young nigga that'll take your
the streets but it ain't no curves here
Fuck that nigga he nervous
Where you from, can't serve here
Foe'nem do em dirty, he ain't no we purge here
Yeah money
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
I'm popping gottis yo gotti
bitch I'm getting money like Yo gotti
I got it
And they watching
Yea they watch for me
Watching on my channel
Like i'm
matter cause they all on they knees
It's somethin bout these motherfuckin West coast G's
Make that cheese, when the cops come you bet' not freeze
crust
(uh) my flammable passion can get
The Earth crushed (what)
It’s 2012 once I unveil lyrics that can
Derail a train of a subway entrance
Say I bust
Say ain't safe
That a be the day yo' life go in flames for real
Nigga you ain't for real
I know what you made of
And none of it shows that you trained
what?"
But his man is like, "Psych yo"
Take it from one extreme to the next
And my shit always bounce like D-M, to the X
I can bring it from up
of the year's here and that's hearin' me rap (you want it)
Hearin' me rap that straight up, 2020's a dub, nigga
Atlanta the only spot that ain't shut down they
time no see
I heard you had a seed a baby girl and now she three
Whats up wit that cat, you know who your baby pops
Slung rocks up top then heard he
the lotto
Life's a bitch and then you die
Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
This second verse is dedicated to
Rappers that never made it
'Cause they gave
down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, there you have it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down
cause they all on they knees
It's something bout these motherfucking West coast G's
Make that cheese, when the cops come you bet' not freeze
Blast
and bounce back bitch
Yea
It's real simple nigga
It's just seein' to be whats in you nigga
If you a hustla, you gonna get dough
And that's how it goes.
they wanna, ace on my charge up
Dope niggas I'm a triple crol
You can't rob the robbers
Put it on themodify but dodger
Paint with that candy same
Color
and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you
it
Stupid ass bitches! Yo
Niggas just want to compare her to somebody
Everybody! If they ever see me
Sitting down and peeing
They're gonna fucking
(Where are you goin' to) Uh
Aye yo what's goin' on y'all (nothin') whats up?
It's a few things you should know so let's touch up (okay)
I was once one
Aye who them niggas over there looking all cfrazy man?!
Yo Polo What the fuck aye go pull over there man
aye aye skurt (gunfire)
Like John gotti I
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
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