Bop

My bop different
The b.s I'm not with
If you on some real shit
I can rock with it
Besides that
I don't fuck around
If you wasn't rooting for me
Back then don't say nothing now
Dudes are wild
You better use your vision
I'm feeling like Sabatian
Masking all my cruel intentions
Jewels dripping when I spit a verse Times hard and it's getting worse
Unless I see it in reverse
Things are good
And they're getting greater
I'm out the hood
And I'm getting papers
Trying to get in good
With the neighbors
I ain't trying to make no waves
In the pond
I'm only trying to mind my business
Get blazed and be calm
That's the time that I'm on
And not a second late
Now pass that around
Like a collection plate
While you paying ties
They paying bills these days be ill
Errbody out this bitch crazy still
Doing hot as shit to find ways to chill
Or maybe I'm just
I'm just scratching the surface
News propaganda
Got us acting all nervous
Social media ain't the standards
To measure ones worth bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Lewis
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