Rumors
Y'all ain really wanna fuck with a nigga
Really talk bout a nigga til he up now jit
Hold up wait let me pop my shit
Slide through with a big mop stick
Imma real big stepper never cared about the opps
I really do stand on shit he was talking out his neck
Real deal tuff guy til he seen how his mans got hit
Instruments We playing with the sticks grown man
I ain't playing with no kids he a killer off xans he'll miss
30 shots gone blam with a kick
Can't believe my mans was a snitch
I'll never shake hands with a bitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
My brother got booked for serving
How the fuck imma vent I'm hurting
Can't fuck with you niggas for certain
Stop the act let's close the curtains
I can't beef with a dyke nah it just ain right
Imma keep it real G I been having it
I been real lowkey but I'm passionate
They was sipping they tea but they was capping it
Hit a nigga in his knees no Kaepernick
Put my life in a book but I'm rapping it
Writing music playing ball I was made for this
Shutting everybody out how I lost my bitch
I respect that you ain never lied to me
Ten toes that's just how I gotta be
By myself but I still got the mob with me
By myself but I still got the mob with me
All my niggas TTG big gorillas like TBG
Why the opps play hiding go seek
I guess imma find em in three
Pop out to the funeral then you act like you ain know
Hit em once then shoot some more
Down one imma up the score
You know I just wanna kick it to em the right way
It's a lot of rumors going around I Just feel I leave to much unaddressed
That's why they keep trying me
But they can't blemish my image cause
I really been been that am that
And gone stay a stepper on moms
Y'all ain really wanna fuck with a nigga
Really talk bout a nigga til he up now jit
Hold up wait let me pop my shit
Slide through with a big mop stick
Imma real big stepper never cared about the opps
I really do stand on shit he was talking out his neck
Real deal tuff guy til he seen how his mans got hit
Instruments We playing with the sticks grown man
I ain't playing with no kids he a killer off xans he'll miss
30 shots gone blam with a kick
Can't believe my mans was a snitch
I'll never shake hands with a bitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
Really talk bout a nigga til he up now jit
Hold up wait let me pop my shit
Slide through with a big mop stick
Imma real big stepper never cared about the opps
I really do stand on shit he was talking out his neck
Real deal tuff guy til he seen how his mans got hit
Instruments We playing with the sticks grown man
I ain't playing with no kids he a killer off xans he'll miss
30 shots gone blam with a kick
Can't believe my mans was a snitch
I'll never shake hands with a bitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
My brother got booked for serving
How the fuck imma vent I'm hurting
Can't fuck with you niggas for certain
Stop the act let's close the curtains
I can't beef with a dyke nah it just ain right
Imma keep it real G I been having it
I been real lowkey but I'm passionate
They was sipping they tea but they was capping it
Hit a nigga in his knees no Kaepernick
Put my life in a book but I'm rapping it
Writing music playing ball I was made for this
Shutting everybody out how I lost my bitch
I respect that you ain never lied to me
Ten toes that's just how I gotta be
By myself but I still got the mob with me
By myself but I still got the mob with me
All my niggas TTG big gorillas like TBG
Why the opps play hiding go seek
I guess imma find em in three
Pop out to the funeral then you act like you ain know
Hit em once then shoot some more
Down one imma up the score
You know I just wanna kick it to em the right way
It's a lot of rumors going around I Just feel I leave to much unaddressed
That's why they keep trying me
But they can't blemish my image cause
I really been been that am that
And gone stay a stepper on moms
Y'all ain really wanna fuck with a nigga
Really talk bout a nigga til he up now jit
Hold up wait let me pop my shit
Slide through with a big mop stick
Imma real big stepper never cared about the opps
I really do stand on shit he was talking out his neck
Real deal tuff guy til he seen how his mans got hit
Instruments We playing with the sticks grown man
I ain't playing with no kids he a killer off xans he'll miss
30 shots gone blam with a kick
Can't believe my mans was a snitch
I'll never shake hands with a bitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
Trynna do me like Al got Mitch
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Writer(s): Jamarion Darough
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