Solid

(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(Mike made the 808's)
I wasn't gon' use these for this one
But it's straight we could do that
Yeah

I ain't see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind
They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
Do it on my own, trying to fuck with me, risk your lifeline
I don't entertain the fuckery, I'm grown, I make cash plays
Every day's a bad day, but I don't let it crash me
I'm solid as they come, don't recommend you try to flag me
Bitch don't try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed

I'm in the car, gone on the road, I ain't been home in days
Running the streets, letting it spark, bro doing home invades
He on the east, trying to lay low, staying where no one stays
And his lil' niggas been stepping on shit, they wildin' and blowing K's
And me, well, I been on all of that
Bitch called, I ignored, ain't called her back
My temper to short, ain't tall for that
Real street nigga yeah, I'm falling back
I say some, bet I do that
Pull up surprise, like who that?
Stimulus check, bought new straps
Can't wait for a reason, to shoot that, ooo
I'm with that shit they rapping about, you could pull my jacket yeah
Ask around 'bout BCG-GMK, we known to clap it yeah
I ain't talking 'bout no ho's, when I say I got a ratchet (Yeah-Yeah)
"Power Move-No Genre" give us some time, and we'll be massive yeah
Learn areas, then bit blocks
Escape route set, he get shot
That girl shaking ass, on Tik-Tok
She ain't mines I don't know her, get lost
I didn't just fuck, I made love to her
Don't treat her wrong, I thug to her
I'm in the back, giving drugs to her
Say fuck four-five, they ducks to her

I ain't see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind
They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
Do it on my own, trying to fuck with me, risk your lifeline
I don't entertain the fuckery, I'm grown, I make cash plays
Every day's a bad day, but I don't let it crash me
I'm solid as they come, don't recommend you try to flag me
Bitch don't try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed

Break into your crib, just like Mr. Claus
Take the values out that bitch, like it's a Synagogue
Niggas bitches, couple years they'll hit menopause
We gon' go and hit 'em first, and we'll hit 'em hard
Let you look into my eyes, I do not wear sunglasses
Running to the money, I do not go run past it
I got good aim, I ain't tooken gun classes
Nigga I take back roads, ain't no sun passes
Ain't no vouchers, all us really verified
Put in work officially, so we gon' wear our stripes
Niggas pussy always in the crib, and scared outside
We keep tools on us, lil' more then pair of pliers
Chiko Black still wipe your nose, and he a family man
Send him to the coroner, let them examine him
Von ain't never worked a job, but had put in work
So fuck with any one of us, and you get put in dirt, yeah

I ain't see the clock, driving through the rain, in the night time
Phone off, I just lost my keys, and my right mind
They already on, trying to find a wave, so they bite mine
Do it on my own, trying to fuck with me, risk your lifeline
I don't entertain the fuckery, I'm grown, I make cash plays
Every day's a bad day, but I don't let it crash me
I'm solid as they come, don't recommend you try to flag me
Bitch don't try to bag Jaey, you try me, get your ass sprayed