Convos

Yeah
Call my guy E.Scott
Tap in with him its been a minute
What's good bro
Lets Go

E what's going on man
Just checking if you good fam
2020 been some type of crazy know you understand
What's goodie how your Moms been
Tell her that I wish her well
I see you on this music grind I know that you gonna give them hell
Be smart and stay focused though
Cause you already talented
Know you still got one foot in be careful how you balance it
These niggas wanna see you fail they smile cause they fake as hell
Streets was sleeping on you like they popped a couple Advil
That's perfect cause now you gotta drop unexpectedly
They want your secret sauce don't ever give up your recipe
Nigga you a business now start moving like an entity
And staying independent until these A&R's start talking cheese
You know I love the money talks
Keisha fine ass hit me up
You know she got back from DR and had her body done
Her friend is still mad at you
You clipped that in the vestibule
Dunked her in the swimming pool
Then passed out off them edibles
Haha
Juvenile with it you's a hot boy
I know you heard they found the plug's body along the golf course
DT knocking at my doors saying they wanna collect reports
All I said I don't know nothing and that's a sad story
Your man Trav he alright but I don't really like that nigga
Stems from his older brother I had to really fight that nigga
Had to really lite that nigga
Really was on site for niggas
Niggas was talking crazy I had to go remind that nigga
Anyway
Know this Saturday I got this fish fry
Its gonna be hella food you know that you can swing by
Daughter in 2nd grade its crazy how the time fly
I was just checking in
How you been
My guy

Yeah
Convos at night
Yeah
This is my life
Yeah
Convos at night
Yeah
This is my life

Jameel I'm good
I been in this shit
Small talk bout money
I'm not into it
I got love for the streets
Cause we intimate
My pockets caked up like some Entenmann's
Sit and reminisce
Bout them Mason Ave days
You played 8 when I played 10
I fucked Monae when I was 10
The struggle turned us into men
Block turned us into kin
Ya pops my grandma only brother
2020 this my year
And I'm stunting on these suckers
Jameel I told them little niggas
I'm a bad mutha fucker
Go head
Try me if you want to
Ima show you what my gun do
Remember Keisha and her friend
They was Double Mint Twins
Ripped it from the back on camera like Rico
I gotta big ego
We them niggas
No matter where we go
These niggas Blood Suckers Leeches and Mosquitoes
I keep about 50 on me pockets on Z-Bo
One foot in
One foot out
Mail man on my paper route
We get them in
Ship them Out
Vacuum Seal
And bubble wrap it
Devin Booker from the 3
When I shoot it's automatic
They don't want no beef
Confrontations
Or no fucking static



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Writer(s): Asmar Capers
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