Gulag

I ain't with the hoo-rah
We send niggas to the gulag
I'm gifted ain't nothin you can do bout it
When we walk in the room make em move out
I leave em guessing they don't got a clue now
I be in Texas pourin up in the stu now
On a bad day still bring in like 2 thou
She wanna get flew out
You know imma do that

She left her scarf I let her use my durag
I'm trapping her crib and she gone let me do that
First time with a fifty you know that I blew that
He missed his wave he was scared now he too mad
And that's too bad
They sending shots well just know they getting blew back
We out the way on the niggas
Wont play with these niggas
But you already knew that
I'm on whatever you on
We can play it how you want
Then get back to recording my song
Know I'm rocking with Beanie
Ion even care if he wrong
That's how this shit gotta go
I know them M's coming in won't be long
Get me a business and turn to a owner
Chasing after these racks couldn't get college diploma
After hours my tee I been cool on VLone
Got off my ass I wasn't going hard enough
Bro told me I can go harden than that
I coulda crashed out way back when
Looked at myself Gil you smarter than that
Stayed down I put my heart into rap
Now they want features asking what I'll charge em for that
Ran it up I played a big part in the trap
That's real rap no bap

I ain't with the hoo-rah
We send niggas to the gulag
I'm gifted aint nothin you can do bout it
When we walk in the room make em move out
I leave em guessing they don't got a clue now
I be in Texas pourin up in the stu now
On a bad day still bring in like 2 thou
She wanna get flew out
You know imma do that