Rivals (feat. Shimmy Choo)
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Just for the EVNY They carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
I don't trust bitches ima disciple
If I call a thotty she gon get it up
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Just for the EVNY They carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
I don't trust bitches ima disciple
See lately I've been treating my life like it was a movie
I got away from groupies they for the streets I'm to groovy
We are the streets no confusing there's a big difference
Like We the one's who put in that footwork & flip it like gymnast
They know where I'm from carry the town in my back I never walk with a hunch
Me and my savage go dumb go crazy do it for fun
That's ya man hunt ya boy slipping he gone
Had to maneuver different made my circle pop
I couldn't sit and watch man fuck your handouts
I rather work for my mines I got it all figured out
I got main blueprint is all laid out
Ain't no switching the agenda we already on the route
When we touch the destination ain't no talking point em out
They steady talk behind my back but in person always smile
Don't give me daps & try to hug me acting like you love me now
If I call a thotty she gon get it up,,
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
Working thru pressure wit aggression
Letters to my haters I just hope they get the message
Singing like they usher to the cops they give confessions
I can't go on live I got gangsters in my section
Praying for some patience I was sitting in corrections
Learned to mind my bidness, used my mind as a weapon
Tried to dodge the case but the judge gave me a sentence
Tried to dodge the sentence but the judge gave me abjections
I'm gone!
If I call a thotty she gon get it up,,
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Just for the envy they carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
Just for the EVNY They carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
I don't trust bitches ima disciple
If I call a thotty she gon get it up
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Just for the EVNY They carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
I don't trust bitches ima disciple
See lately I've been treating my life like it was a movie
I got away from groupies they for the streets I'm to groovy
We are the streets no confusing there's a big difference
Like We the one's who put in that footwork & flip it like gymnast
They know where I'm from carry the town in my back I never walk with a hunch
Me and my savage go dumb go crazy do it for fun
That's ya man hunt ya boy slipping he gone
Had to maneuver different made my circle pop
I couldn't sit and watch man fuck your handouts
I rather work for my mines I got it all figured out
I got main blueprint is all laid out
Ain't no switching the agenda we already on the route
When we touch the destination ain't no talking point em out
They steady talk behind my back but in person always smile
Don't give me daps & try to hug me acting like you love me now
If I call a thotty she gon get it up,,
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
Working thru pressure wit aggression
Letters to my haters I just hope they get the message
Singing like they usher to the cops they give confessions
I can't go on live I got gangsters in my section
Praying for some patience I was sitting in corrections
Learned to mind my bidness, used my mind as a weapon
Tried to dodge the case but the judge gave me a sentence
Tried to dodge the sentence but the judge gave me abjections
I'm gone!
If I call a thotty she gon get it up,,
Lately I've been drippin like a janitor
I've been up in patron like it's regular
Shoutouts to my haters & competitors
Now I hit my jeweler & change the temperature
Just for some money they turn to rivals
Just for the envy they carry rifles
Fighting some cases hand on the Bible
Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Minier
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