Free + Y$l

You played yourself
If you think your playing me
Stayed in the books
Never had to hit the streets

What's in my cup
I don't think you need to see
I'm YSL all you Niggas is my seeds

Got clientele if you want to follow me
I'm fly as hell only wrapped up in supreme
I'll take your bitch with these commes on my feet
You disrespect make that 40 touch your spleen

I never lack all my Niggas run in packs
They stay with straps so I'd never carry that
You want that smoke OK now we're on your ass
We pull up deep I know you're not built for that

I'm at the top no you cannot knock me down
Not good with 12 hope that they don't gun me down
We in your hood boy we searching for you now
You throwing dirt we gon put you in the ground

10 for a show hope they know it ain't no joke
Free 47 pray they let that nigga go
That boy a lame and his girl know she a hoe
If it ain't YSL then you know it's looking slow

I'm at the top now never plan to on drop down
Getting clout now shorty wants to go down
When I touch down you know it's a throwdown
If I pop out you know it's a show now
Man I never stay with friends I stay with geez

Hol' Up

Brought my Niggas with me call em lil Cee's
In my hood im well respected like a priest
They were like Femi where you been at finally
Never surprise when I see Niggas change on me
You pay the price when you're the realist on your team

These Niggas heated cause I'm getting to the cream
I know they mean it when they be like fuck your dream
Well fuck these Niggas cause I know what Ima be
Not just for me but for the whole damn family

Stay in NY 125 Broad Street
Some days I take a trip back to CT
Call it cake but this shits not what it seems
Cabs here throw that bitch Out Pauly D
Man it is what it is I never flea
Whatchu looking at is really how it be

Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Femi Ogundipe
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