From Round Me (feat. Abaleanie, Chi Money & Jus' Ra)

I got too much to live for
Life is more than just tryna be the best around
If it's bout money then it's something we can talk about
Put some respect on my name if it come out your mouth
If you a snake nigga please stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
If you a snake stay the fuck from round me

Whole clique crows cause it's murder when we show up
Breaking every record they thinking I work for Sho Nuff
Grass stay cut and I'm watching you niggas slither
Like the gospel in my vocals, what I give you is scripture
Rip the track apart, this is art and I'm Picasso
Trained for the cold world like I'm working out with Drago
I don't deal with fakes, and the snakes will get they heads chopped
Bars got a flare, this that figure four leg lock
Ghost pepper reaper bro, everything I said hot
Sniper with the ladies, I just show up for the headshots
Let's not pretend you nigga seeing me on any level
I was born in hell, coming up I seen a lot of devils
Praying on my downfall turns you into prey for me
This ain't Hamilton, you don't want to rap and play with me
Big bitch, Baby D, please stay away from me
If any of you niggas hating me

I got too much to live for
Life is more than just tryna be the best
If it's bout money then it's something we can talk about
Put some respect on my name if it come out your mouth
If you a snake nigga please stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
If you a snake stay the fuck from round me

Young naive, only worried about copping items
Wanting to be fly, now my friends are dropping like them
Fuck those meds, you pessimistic
My head is twisted with these premonitions
That amounts to cash flow, so you assholes know I see you tryna steal the signs like an Astro
See my name frontpage I'm ill
Knowing that any day that this fame could kill
Yeah these problems I'ma meddle with these
Grab the metal and squeeze
Never settle for the devilish greed
A fallen angel still can't level with me
And if you hear who's on this track you know our levels are even
You make a lot of moves, I turn them down
I consume the space that you work around
My frame of mind it don't exist, I'm thinking out the box
Got a problem? Meet me outside with the balls to box

I got too much to live for
Life is more than just tryna be the best
If it's bout money then it's something we can talk about
Put some respect on my name if it come out your mouth
If you a snake nigga please stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
If you a snake stay the fuck from round me

To be advised, I ain't with the fake shit
Snakes get hit with the 8 quick, that's ape shit
Rules of the jungle, I'm humble with it, you fumble with it
Glock will rumble, put you in the Earth at a social distance
That's six feet for you slow niggas, I wrote for real
These niggas they roll on reels but I ain't with the acting
Jay Reed's from Akron, tryna front on God
No fake, that's 6iine shit, they go both ways
Let's get it shaking, money in the conversation
I'm an alchemist nigga, cause we gone make it
That's a double, since Big was rapping bout Lex Bubbles
I was round the hustle
That's worth a flintstones like the rubbles
Bout my money, by the duffle
I got niggas that might touch you if you fuck around
Come around me on your Belly they put you on the ground
And underground, that's mad shit for the realest is
If you can't feel that disappear

I got too much to live for
Life is more than just tryna be the best
If it's bout money then it's something we can talk about
Put some respect on my name if it come out your mouth
If you a snake nigga please stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
Stay the fuck from round me
If you a snake stay the fuck from round me



Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Washington
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