Felons

I be around felons dat always keep a weapon We be pistol totin so who the fuck we stressin' I be fresh to death mistake me for the reverend I just fucked her best friend told her wasn't no preference I be on a mission, and I used to whip da kitchen Double my commission, and I got dese bitches wishin Move like a magician, make more money than yo pension She can have my attention, but its under one condition Ride dis dick like you miss me You can suck it not gone kiss me Take it to da head like breezy Got dreads in my head like I’m weezy I made some money now they need me Boog baby if you wanna reach me She got coco on her side, like ice t Imma hit it once, got wifey Killas all around on both sides They a find you don’t try to hide You ain’t did what you did, why you lie And I gotta admit, imma family guy Fuck da trust and watch yo guys We da same in my eyes Streets on lock we got mob ties two face backstabbers in disguise I be round felons, dat always keep a weapon We be pistol toting, so who the fuck we stressin' I be fresh to death, mistake me for the reverend I just fucked her best friend and told her wasn't no preference Pop a perky make me itch I be ballin I don’t miss And My gang get the assist Don’t got no time to to reminisce It’s going down in this bitch I let off rounds in this bitch Lotta rounds in this clip We stand our ground in dis bitch I be toting straps kuz I gotta watch my back We shoot first, fuck shootin back Me and my niggas, we pop tags We in da field and we ain’t playin tag One phone call, dey on yo ass I’ll call em off, just for a bag Dey gettin mad, we gettin cash I put dat money all on yo head I don’t give a fuck, what dese niggas said You made yo mess, now lay in yo bed I’m shooting steady, like my name was Fred I be around felons dat always keep a weapon We be pistol totin so who the fuck we stressin' I be fresh to death mistake me for the reverend I just fucked her best friend told her wasn't no preference