The Memo
You lil' boys need guidance...
You lil' boys need guidance
You can't go where I been
Niggas walkin' through the valley still tryna find 'em
I know all the light from ma aura kinda blind 'em
You still actin' like you ain't seen a nigga shinnin'
Imma keep rhymin', you ain't gotta time it
All it took was timin', tell 'em quit whinin'
I been hidin', low key when I'm grindin'
If you ain't ridin', then you niggas can't ride in
That's facts...
Lil' boy you don't rep the set
Lil' buoy you don't know the levels we been at
Hit em up, bars got 'em askin' "where the semi at?"
Pray to God that I die so you never deal with that
But until then I be stuntin' on the'e lil hoes
All I know is kill shit, you know it goes
Niggas lookin' at me like my shit is life goals
Level up, I'm killing everybody's high hopes, like...
...yeah man...
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
What we talkin' 'bout?
Big banks, bad hoes or mad flows?
Got that real shit, got those for vatos
Still get lit, scoop tings with ma bros
You could get hit, stay clear of my zone
I don't like y'all, won't see my downfall
Better load a nine 'fore I kill you all in nine bars
Better dip quick, get back, no chit-chat
Finna pull up on your block like "where you niggas at?"
Don't try him, Imma roll in like a tyrant
Taking what is mine, no peace when I slide in
Tell em that, I'll be golden before my time hit
Dying, better owe me what is mine then
We ain't chattin' at all, we ain't picking no calls
We ain't in the circle if they jealousy get involved
Enemies sending me negative energy, let me be
Readily popping off, ain't nobody at this pedigree
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
You lil' boys need guidance
You can't go where I been
Niggas walkin' through the valley still tryna find 'em
I know all the light from ma aura kinda blind 'em
You still actin' like you ain't seen a nigga shinnin'
Imma keep rhymin', you ain't gotta time it
All it took was timin', tell 'em quit whinin'
I been hidin', low key when I'm grindin'
If you ain't ridin', then you niggas can't ride in
That's facts...
Lil' boy you don't rep the set
Lil' buoy you don't know the levels we been at
Hit em up, bars got 'em askin' "where the semi at?"
Pray to God that I die so you never deal with that
But until then I be stuntin' on the'e lil hoes
All I know is kill shit, you know it goes
Niggas lookin' at me like my shit is life goals
Level up, I'm killing everybody's high hopes, like...
...yeah man...
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
What we talkin' 'bout?
Big banks, bad hoes or mad flows?
Got that real shit, got those for vatos
Still get lit, scoop tings with ma bros
You could get hit, stay clear of my zone
I don't like y'all, won't see my downfall
Better load a nine 'fore I kill you all in nine bars
Better dip quick, get back, no chit-chat
Finna pull up on your block like "where you niggas at?"
Don't try him, Imma roll in like a tyrant
Taking what is mine, no peace when I slide in
Tell em that, I'll be golden before my time hit
Dying, better owe me what is mine then
We ain't chattin' at all, we ain't picking no calls
We ain't in the circle if they jealousy get involved
Enemies sending me negative energy, let me be
Readily popping off, ain't nobody at this pedigree
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' on your boy for
If we talkin' 'bout what's mine then I'm all for it
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
If you don't get the memo, then I gotta clap back
I couldn't tell you what these niggas plottin' buoy for
Credits
Writer(s): Selassie Drah
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