Relentless

I got 2 Glocks and I went to bermurda you know
That I'm young and I'm hanging with shootas

I don't give 2 fucks about how you moving
Unless the water moving in the jacuzzi

My lyrics moving you betta get to it
Cause Ian playing no more games with you goofies
Better get up on that rack or your lost yeah
You gotta try to come up and be the boss
Fuck what you saying I'm chasing up paper
I'm finna lay low ball up like a laker

Went to Trevino to get me a taper
Most of y'all niggas really tried to play me
But you cant try me cause your pockets vacant

Maybe you thinking money is the root of the evil
But you gotta get it thats the way we get in
Finna get more yeah I go for the win

Uh
Idk why y'all go to media, fighting for a top place for some followers
Nigga sit up and run up on guala bra
Ain't no games in this life but you think you tough
Highest thing that you bought was a fucking gun
And you laying low cooling with fucking bums
Yeah I'm tryna encourage to run it up
If you don't wanna listen you gone be stuck
I been hearing get money since I was young
And that why my conscience saying run it up
Never caught me damn lacking I had it rough
Negative all in my damn bank account had to erase that shit
And go make it out
I was hurt cause my pockets was in a drought
But I came back so hard so I can't relate
Yeah bitch I'm so damn young and I'm getting cake
You gone better my life or I run away
Can't fuck with these niggas that really hate
I got people on low try to kill my name
One day spend ona rari and swerve the lane
Ain't no stick talk or gang bitch I'm getting lit
And I fucked up the bag I got more to win
Ima shoot with my soldiers and get it in
If I see me some green ima reel it in
When I get up, my mom get a hunnid band, I ain't playing
Finna tell her Ima go get so more to get loaded
You niggas don't know me gotta ball like Kobe

You smell sweet aroma you hang with the pilgrims
But ain't with the system
That's why you drug dealing

Ian playing you can bring a witness
I cannot trust you ima handle you niggas
Uh
Big rack that's all that I'm chasing I'm getting that paper
Ion give 2 fucks about what you saying
Finna duck off go to my place it's vacant
I went to Vegas, got a chance ona mill
Seen the gas, yeah they popping them seals
The prices was lower, yeah they selling deals
When I bust the pack open I got the chills
I'm traveling Charlotte, Atlanta that's all I be doing
Finna lay back rolling up on doobies
Might get hungry I'm calling up scooby
And lil shaggy ona side let's do it

Gotta stay loaded and start your
Pursuing nobody loss when you looking influenced

Gotta get up on the chain till you gold
And don't be the reaper unless you take souls



Credits
Writer(s): Devonte Brewton
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