SBW INTRO ( Bonus )

looking Down On all my opps They know we separated
diamonds shine a Lil hard i feel decorated
Every where i go im underestimated
cant stop til' we situated
Im The type To leave if you lie Ion' Want parts of you
Earn Yo stripes I know i wont Lie ion' know bout you
And im Flying further in the sky I aint comin' Down
Hate Niggas Who be switchin' up cause a bitch around
Fuck these rappers And These labels got my own sound
I aint no trapper i want paper While im in yo town
Treat that bitch like its mine when we come around
Treat yo city like its mine when we come around
No half steppin shoot Like Smith wesson
Learn yo lesson Want her and her bestie
Bet not test me Cant nobody check me
She wanna sex me Come give me a blessin
Dont want old vibes Hell naw
ion' want Nobody who dont pick up when i call
We dont want no friends We Just picking up da ball
When i was tryna make my moves all you did was stall
Dont need no help all yall be fu So im left alone
I watch niggas Eat they food and they left me hungry
I caught niggas In they moods They still call my phone
Ima smoke a wood to the fuckin dome
Walk up in a mall And i feel attacked
I cant feel that love scared to get attached
Never gave a fuck i just care bout racks
Never with that shit cause that shit my past
Easy ass money you just chase clout
When its time to get that money you just run ya mouth

Kick down his Door run em out his house
talkin' Out ya neck hit em in his mouth
Flee the Fast lane need a new car
Need a better drive Cause nobody like supporting
You wont catch me at no party Unless that shit Mine
Nigga know you gotta Leave that bull shit At the door
Stuck in my motions I gotta different Motive
Im smoking weed just to keep me chill
Im really hoping my people really Rollin
When I ride and its time to Drill
I wont ever think thats its time To squil
I Fall quick Cause Im always Real
He Fallin' quick i got aim for real
Dirty Beech cant be for real



Credits
Writer(s): Alonte Glover
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