Around Me
Vicasso on another one
SephGotTheWaves
Name got a lil' fame, I watched everything change around me
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave, see what they say about me, yeah
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's, blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner, sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
Subtracting all my friends, alone on percocets and adderalls
Thinkin' 'bout my past like quarterbacks, now I'm in front of y'all
I ain't never seen doctor Miami, but I went broke on bodies
Treat that Glock just like a microphone, can't do a show without it
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed, so they gon' know I got it
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's, it was hard then like rockets
Tote Dracs when I'm upset
I ain't stunt my old bitch, but I'm on the x (I'm on the x)
I feed her face, ain't have no choice but to buy her breasts
Got a bitch in Houston, still act like I don't get her texts
You fucked the crew, girl, should've named you Freddy (Freddy Krueger)
And it's smoky in Hell, but we still tryna get to Heaven
Sim came home, I got him so high, he told me drop him off
I catch his killer, hit every shot, I gotta drop 'em all (oh, God)
Leave the door wide open, ain't got no trust, still gotta knock 'em off (oh, God)
Heard niggas 'round me be wearin' bugs, I gotta watch my mouth
All these niggas rats, I'm finna click, I'll probably break the mouse
Don't go on dates and I ain't gay, how a nigga gon' take me out?
Milk the game, give it to my son like I been saving cows (like I been saving cows)
Think about my past like a receiver
Love spelled backwards is evil
Doctor Cap, I gotta take care my people
Don't know no wrestling moves, but I used to need 'em
Name got a lil' fame, I watched everything change around me
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave, see what they say about me, yeah
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's, blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner, sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
Subtracting all my friends, alone on percocets and adderalls
Thinkin' 'bout my past like quarterbacks, now I'm in front of y'all
I ain't never seen doctor Miami, but I went broke on bodies
Treat that Glock just like a microphone, can't do a show without it
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed, so they gon' know I got it
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's, it was hard then like rockets 9yeah, yeah)
SephGotTheWaves
Name got a lil' fame, I watched everything change around me
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave, see what they say about me, yeah
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's, blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner, sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
Subtracting all my friends, alone on percocets and adderalls
Thinkin' 'bout my past like quarterbacks, now I'm in front of y'all
I ain't never seen doctor Miami, but I went broke on bodies
Treat that Glock just like a microphone, can't do a show without it
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed, so they gon' know I got it
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's, it was hard then like rockets
Tote Dracs when I'm upset
I ain't stunt my old bitch, but I'm on the x (I'm on the x)
I feed her face, ain't have no choice but to buy her breasts
Got a bitch in Houston, still act like I don't get her texts
You fucked the crew, girl, should've named you Freddy (Freddy Krueger)
And it's smoky in Hell, but we still tryna get to Heaven
Sim came home, I got him so high, he told me drop him off
I catch his killer, hit every shot, I gotta drop 'em all (oh, God)
Leave the door wide open, ain't got no trust, still gotta knock 'em off (oh, God)
Heard niggas 'round me be wearin' bugs, I gotta watch my mouth
All these niggas rats, I'm finna click, I'll probably break the mouse
Don't go on dates and I ain't gay, how a nigga gon' take me out?
Milk the game, give it to my son like I been saving cows (like I been saving cows)
Think about my past like a receiver
Love spelled backwards is evil
Doctor Cap, I gotta take care my people
Don't know no wrestling moves, but I used to need 'em
Name got a lil' fame, I watched everything change around me
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave, see what they say about me, yeah
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's, blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner, sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
Subtracting all my friends, alone on percocets and adderalls
Thinkin' 'bout my past like quarterbacks, now I'm in front of y'all
I ain't never seen doctor Miami, but I went broke on bodies
Treat that Glock just like a microphone, can't do a show without it
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed, so they gon' know I got it
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's, it was hard then like rockets 9yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, Joseph Boyden, Victor Todd
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