9mm (Can't Go for That)

So what you got up on this 9 milli
You know I gotta keep the fye with me
Got some real niggas in the bean
That's still gon slide with me
Ride with me,
If it come to that then they gon fye with me
We can't go for none
If ima die then he gon die with me
No I can go for that
Mama need a house
And when she got it, She ain't going back
Used to drive the uber
Get a bag and have to chauffeur that
Came up out the mud
I Got the scars that I can show for that

May AR Rest in Peace
I know that he no longer here
But he still watching me
So while I'm back up in my bag
It ain't no stopping me
I just take over the game
Like it's monopoly
This shit is vicious
A lot of ill intentions
But we can't let it stop us
Cause we come from out the trenches
Hustlers ambition
Still been battling addictions
We don't see the shade
Cause we too focused on the vision
Ahh Nah
We still ain't living right
I know I'm a sinner
But I'm young and I'm just living life
Put my faith in God
Happy I wake up and see the light
Came from out the dark,
But Now the future lookin' really bright
And bitch that's really right
I swear I worked just like a slave
So that my chains could have a lot of ice
Had to make them plays
Took them chances, had to roll the dice
My niggas stayed down
So they be with me when I'm taking flight

So what you got up on this 9 milli
You know I gotta keep the fye with me
Got some real niggas in the bean
That's still gon slide with me
Ride with me
If it come to that then they gon fye with me
We can't go for none
If ima die then he gon die with me
No I can go for that
Mama need a house
And when she got it, She ain't going back
Used to drive the uber
Get a bag and have to chauffeur that
Came up out the mud
I Got the scars that I can show for that

New Lawyer beat the case
We pouring Henny and Bel-Air
So we don't need a chase
I get too faded in the club
And I can't feel my face
Got the shades on in the club
So I can't see the hate
And I know they wanna
They want to see me fall
I remember we wasn't having
Now we want it all
I remember back at Ripley
We was playing ball
Never thought I'd be the shit
That's jumping out the stall
Dawg
I do my dirty work
12 hit the lights
I stash my pistol in her baby birk
Flip him sideways
That's on my soul I'll turn this uzi vert
Pocket watching me
I swear to God that it'll get yo hurt

So what you got up on this 9 milli
You know I gotta keep the fye with me
Got some real niggas in the bean
That's still gon slide with me
Ride with me
If it come to that then they gon fye with me
We can't go for none
If ima die then he gon die with me
No I can go for that
Mama need a house
And when she got it, She ain't going back
Used to drive the uber
Get a bag and have to chauffeur that
Came up out the mud
I Got the scars that I can show for that



Credits
Writer(s): Kobia Redd
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