True Menace

It's Snap
It's Snap
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Approved

You know how we do you know how we move
Two timez
It's Snap

Single ladys having babys like it's the 80s
Nigga Snitching It Dont Amaze Just Its crazy
OR ATleast shady they clutching pistols but want clutch they babys or they lady
Am i crazy BUT FOR THE MONEY THESE NIGGAS LAZY
Cus they aint got no type hustle
They holla fuck ya but in ya face they call you brother
In wonder why Its forever fuckem
They Never loved Us
Broke niggas dont love none
They Cant afford to pay attention
But always in ya business or they snitching cus they heard that you getting it

Theses niggas slipping CUS Will tell any hoe they business
Or tell any hoe how they getting

In how the nerves to say a nigga snitching
Yall not bosses yall witness

I call it how i see. It cus ya always tell if ya seen it
So i cant tell a soul about my demons

But Lord knows how i been fein
To put a hole in creature

But lord knows i want release it
Cuz ima soilder on some G shit

With some soilders who gone need me

So im gone P O P hold it down till I'm paid for shows in my features
Niggas get a brick hit a lick Snapchat take a pic
Wonder how the trap get hit or try to say a Nigga snitched
Pillow talking to a chick just to get her with the shit
Lying like it's your work Know you getting fronted it
Taking temporary homeboys to ya trap in shit
Showing them your plug work just because you rap in shit
Thinking it's a game until the duck tape you wrapped in it
Exstorted for your fortune ain't no coming back after this
Thinking Niggas playing when they saying that they after this
Money power respect now tell me what comes after this
A funeral you can't afford in baby's turned to bastard kids
Cus you wasn't in it for the money fame you was after it
Niggas be tripping
Loose lips sink ships
Mr Two Time

We out in traffic pistol packing who got some static
We catch you lacking get it cracking pistols blasting
We in a coupe sliding threw music blasting

You think it's cool
Until them tools get to blasting

It ain't no asking bareface or should we mask it
My nigga with it know I'm with I let have it

Glock 40 a 30 stick a lot blasting
I know his coupe

I'm pulling up you know what happen
We hop out thuggin fuck it Nigga watch shit get ugly
Plenty shots it's plenty glocks ain't no discussion
Won't leave no witness kill the bitches if they ugly
RIP Havek Sims
In free my brother Ugly
We can't go back to broke

I swear we need the money
Remember days with no smoke now

We can front some
She wanna eat the whole thang I'm talking lunch some
Plug know the money good he trying to front some

I got my own money
Yea Niggas Tryed that shit

That Running off