Concealed

They cooperating with the state, the case concealed Remember Rico, from CM5 shit revealed Jook ran off on the plug, damn near got me killed But that's my brother so fuck em, ya know what it is Hunnid choppers in the spot, look like Taliban A hunnid niggas ready to kill, ya know what I'm saying They tryin to shut the hood down, we ain't going though I been depressed & stressing lately, so I'm blowing dough Nigga hurting in the hood, trying to give em hope Bitches tryna throw me pussy, I tell em no I'm a million dollar nigga, it don't excite a nigga Bitch if I go to jail today, would you write a nigga Keep the game concealed I'm tryna tell em how it is Like Migos Bout my M&m’s Bitches jocking, niggas hatin, ya know what it is Don't give no money to no hoes Won't put money on yo books I told Epic I'm bout money, I don't give a fuck about no looks I don't give a fuck about no bitches, and they feelings Fuck about no niggas, talkin I'm not real cuz I'm winning Give a fuck about no penitentiary no consequence Pussy niggas, I'm diving in it Give a fuck about no gossip, no rumors, won't respond All this and that, and back and fourth All this social gangsta you won Give a fuck about no bodies, or no murders or no guns Give a fuck about no stripper bitches, even though I throw ones Keep the game concealed I'm tryna tell em how it is Like Migos Bout my M&m’s Bitches jocking, niggas hatin, ya know what it is Free C Murda R.I.P to Soulja Slim, nigga If ya got a nigga in jail, go and see him nigga Money order, send a picture, that mean ya fucking with em It's only right if ya hold it down, if you was thuggin' with em Whenever you see me, you see the same faces My nigga go to jail, we got the same case Read between the lines, bitch I'm riding for em I'm a rapper and security bitch I'm fighting for em My niggas do a bid, I hold it down for em And if the ho a hunnid, I make the time for it Don't do no talking, straight out the muscle I'ma keep a lot of shit concealed, til the Art of Hustle