Confrontation

I came from the bottom, still don't wear designer, guess I'm a lil wiser
Don't save every penny, you gotta invest if you want to live larger
But you n***** don't listen, you runnin yo mouth, you be too busy talkin
But understand this so you know there's a difference from workin and bossin
I remember my n**** took that headshot and I damn near thought that lost em
But now my n**** back and he runnin them bands up and you know he gone be there if I call em
Throwin up 3ln til the death of me long live Debo I hate that we lost em
N***** gone hate but that come with the money
Talk all of that shit but ain't never confronted

Everybody know how to win but they fold under pressure, don't know what to do when they lose
Got to be humble, the devil be workin, them snakes in the grass boy you can't be confused
See through these ppl like glass got me feelin like a psychic, you know that I watch every move
Don't talk to me if i am not talkin to you
Got so many problems ion know what to do
I want my bitch to be badder than bad
Laugh at them n***** they madder than mad
You wastin yo time need to get you a bag
Throw dirt on my name when they really be fans
Recording this song with them racks in my pants
Workin for the future mind stuck in the past
Them folks need to free my mother out of that can
I know you don't understand nun I be sayin
If them labels gone call ima need an advance
Need a brand new car
When I pull off I don't want no miles on it
Need a brand new bitch
Want to feel like she gotta brand new mouth on her
They don't care bout shit, if you get snaked out got to call your own fouls homie
Feelin like rider, fuck what they sayin I'm the man of my town homie
You n***** be lost boy you n***** be flaw
You switch on yo homie, turn snake on yo dog
Always been in the game I ain't sittin in no crowd
It use to be fuck me, they feelin me now
Shout out Matthew my n**** be holdin it down
You don't find too much real in this world full of clowns
Still wish I was there when all that shit had went down
I promise we would've been knockin em out
I been runnin them bands up
On some real shit, when you playin this song n**** hold bands up
Want all these n***** put down all they guns n**** hold yo hands up
You clutchin a pistol and it don't mean shit Youn ain't really no man bruh
This just what I stand for

I came from the bottom, still don't wear designer, guess I'm a lil wiser
Don't save every penny, you got to invest if you want to live larger
But you n***** don't listen, you runnin yo mouth, you be too busy talkin
But understand this so you know there's a difference from workin and bossin
I remember my n**** took that headshot and I damn near thought that lost em
But now my n**** back and he runnin them bands up and you know he gone be there if I call em
Throwin up 3ln til the death of me long live Debo I hate that we lost em
N***** gone hate but that come with the money
Talk all of that shit but ain't never confronted

Talk all of that shit but it's never confronted
Whenever it rained I wanted it sunny
These n***** ain't nun, these n***** be funny
She on her knees like she prayin' on Sunday
Like sixty plus forty, I keep it one hundred
When I was down bad that shit hurt to my stomach
Whole lot of racks and a whole lot of money
But I ain't spendin all of that money mean nothing yeah
These n***** be fake they turn snake on yo dog
My brother locked up, I pick up when he call
My city like crabs in a bucket, aye when you get up I swear they be pullin you down
I switch up the flow they be bitin my sound
Them bitches didn't like me, they likin me now
This ain't designer, I just be fresh as a bitch, when I walk in they likin the style
But hold yo hands up
Say Im a real n****, came from the bottom, I ran my bands up
Yeah yeah

I came from the bottom, still don't wear designer, guess I'm a lil wiser
Don't save every penny, you got to invest if you want to live larger
But you n***** don't listen, you runnin yo mouth, you be too busy talkin
But understand this so you know there's a difference from workin and bossin
I remember my n**** took that headshot and I damn near thought that lost em
But now my n**** back and he runnin them bands up and you know he gone be there if I call em
Throwin up 3ln til the death of me long live Debo I hate that we lost em
N***** gone hate but that come with the money
Talk all of that shit but ain't never confronted



Credits
Writer(s): Avery Davis
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