GTA

My city it get cold Supreme coats in November Supreme on my drawers Supreme Timbs for the winter Put me on the plate, bases loaded Ninth inning my granddaddy a pastor Whole life I've been sinning Apple Pay for lean I done went over the limit Retired from the mall I ain't been there in a minute I just took a pill I can feel that bitch kickin' I live like GTA, gettin' payed for a mission He bout to kill himself You smoke crack don't you? No shoe strings, you tote macs don't you? My brother keep, but no tax on it I'm in Amiri jeans, sipping act like Corona You can't chill in the trap, that's the K Boy you sitting on it you can have these lil Thots, fucked em' all, i can't get no more You can come to my closet and shop It's like different stores Quiet like Kawhi but he shooting Like that nigga Jordan Boy, you so fuckin' broke it's Like you gettin' younger the hoe She too young for me DaeMoney Still don't want her my heart That mufucka' cold and it's getting worse But me The mufuckin' goat I'm just getting goater I'm a walking Talking comma I can get her over Took his bitch, it's been some weeks that Nigga livin' lonely We done paralyzed his man They call that nigga soldier shot his ass So much brown it's like living color She could have caught a case I was in high school hitting mothers Bitch I'm one of one Once I'm done you won't get another A real Bronx tale I was raised by my fuckin' uncles Eight years old shooting dice I made my first hunnid' I can tell you niggas broke Thats your first money That shit you lil' niggas flash That's my perc money That shit you stashin' that's my put It in her purse money You don't know jewelry Boy them stones ain't worth nothin' I was seven grabbin' ass in the hallway Fresh as hell Wearin' Balmains to the ballgame Put a switch on yo head Hit everything without aim Niggas done really had money Fore' I had fame Chrome heart druggie, twenty days straight Take it to the shoe box A hunnid' plays straight Niggas uppin' throwbacks, tryna save face The table long as hell Bitch my whole team sayin' grace She say I'm annoying I keep asking "Where the wock at?" I'm still on the 30's and I'm Itchin' "Where the Glock at?" I just scared a good hoe away I need to stop that You everywhere I'm not at I'm turnin' off a pot nap We just put my new bitch on the road I got a opp ass AMG left him straight, cause he a copycat I just scared a good hoe away I need to stop that Sister gave me fifty for a show Can't even talk back