Standing on Morals

Got the Scotty gushers From a Cali hustler
Balling like uncle drew But not my daddy brother
Might block ya out my DM If you ask for numbers
Went 5 days straight In San Diego thuggin
Teach me the hustle I won't need for nothing
I told my Cous Bro we got each other
Loving hoes Venting to my Baby Mother
Coming off broken hearted And I think she love it

Had to Cut my Cape Off I ain't saving nothing
Fucked her self esteem I cum to make some money
The Market flooded with women You know business is business
Still pimping Told that hoe she better save my money
Really a stepper Im standing on morals

Got the 9 on my back Ima threat Joe Burrow
Flew my caliber and pack From Cali to New Orleans
Gave her flowers she alive Pink runts when I spoiled her
I Put the rose on her Can't be in there stalling
Paid for the pussy So I don't gotta call her
Street nigga Fuckin a street nigga daughter
Fuckin the streets up We was tryna be the Carter's

Uh That was the days Cape Off life's harder shit
ZaZa and a G lock That's like my starter kit
From the Murder Cap dawg I been through the hardest shit
All I know is trap Fish Scales water and shrimps
Them Poboys eating now Got bread eh eh
I'm too over there head Jumpin over the rim
Pray to God I stay alive Long enough to leave M's

For my daughter And my son when he come
If he come Cause these bitches they be dumb
Make me pull out before I cum
Just don't know A nigga smart
Tryna trap me ain't nothin
On back seat We in public
Ina parking lot At Public's
Ina A but I ain't stay
I just stabbed it Like a shucker
Pussy pure She ate oysters
I ate her Drunk some water
Beat it up Hit the gar
Took a break Then Restart Baby ima sexaholic
I'll fuck you til tomorrow

I Go Money Guns and Morals
With my bitch I keep it thoro
With the streets I keep it G
To your honor Ima weirdo
With convictions I got zero
In this game I got the cheat code
And relationships With people
With businesses And tendencies
Of going in With me too uh

Haters Hating hard Ouuu
I just rub it in they face I don't even argue
Niggas talkin gangster Never talking loyal
If I put my gloves on I ain't tryna spar you
Mask on like who am I Case unsolvable
Put my team on you Nigga captain better audible

Send a play my way Catch body on that corner
I'm Prideful not emotional Loyal not Vulnerable
I Peep shit Don't say shit Don't mean I ain't on to you
Don't think I'm too comfortable Cause that's when you too comfortable

Getting out of line That a foul nigga gone blow you
Like a ref With a whistle
For they stripes They'll show you
Have everybody wearing your shirt Don't even know you
And any bitch sit with the fam She gotta go too
Too many rats in the city So My Draco my go to
And I put that shit on To cover up what I go through

Bro died Can't even raise his kids nomo
I use to feel like That's how life suppose to go
Product of environment Murders Over and over
That's why we keep them Dracs No OVO

And when you hit the Dope It look like grinded Oreos
And When you hit that hoe You gotta make her tell her hoes
And If she don't front Them same hoes gone back door
Free game lame nigga I could tell ya how it go

Uh Got it by default
It ain't my fault I could smash your hoe
Niggas beefing with me On the low
Ima keep it On the low Yeah
2 Glicks and a stick Bitch Ima be tactical
Uh Ima act casual Uh I was on ghat Avenue

PTSD I got hella views
I be catching Every nigga attitude
I be on everybody Every move
I be tryna last Gotta keep it cool
Iont Never crash Never say Never
Iont Never Ever I Know what to do
Forever Alvar I know who the crew
I know who to spare I know who to shoot ou

Dude I'm tryna change my ways Nigga shell shocked
Chess not checkers Ain't never tell
NOT I been trill Like Charles Kotch
Looking at the Forbes list Coming for a spot
Niggas soft at the top Let me talk my shit
I had to take a square down They think I really box
I had to do it for the streets I had to save the block

I had to stand on morals And Let some niggas slide
I'm the wrong nigga to play with I'm really gone slide
That ain't a threat And that ain't a lie
My la brother got a tech And he never was shy
Clip longer than a movie He show off for crowds
You could see the demon in him Look him in the eyes

Gotta face the reaper G'd up and Soulja down
If you got it on you Nigga you gotta hold it down
Gotta Stand On Morals Stand ya ground
Got a bad bitch I know she gone hold me down
She know business not the streets She just be around
She love my pound game And She like to smell the pounds
Pop phone strong Pushing a hundred Pounds
VLone ON He getting money now