Never Fold

Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold
Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold

I don't plan on switching that up either
Rollin up another fatty, need a breather
Burden getting heavy
All this weight I carry
Be the reason I'm so fucked up and my back hurt
And my mind slow, and my eyes sharp in that Chevy
Line them up lil bitch I'm ready
Anxiety it comes with felonies
I know I gotta watch what they show
I can't listen what they telling me
I ain't buying what they selling me
Man it's hard to be a better me
But I'm trying God just let me sell this P and I'll be done it
Yeah, started copping mo' on the low
Oh no, y-y-youngin' getting dough
Flowers, dust, syrup, a-a-addys XOs
Keep this...

Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold
Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold

Half of y'all need to stop making them instagram posts like that
Y'all don't really roll like that
Get the fam smoked like that
I grew up on southeast Houston, Texas that's my home like that
We used to serve dope in packs
We got to we'll go right back
Backstabbing was common
But they'll just as well stab you in your throat like that
Just 'cause they be hoes like that
I remember smoking just to stop my hands from shaking
I ain't used to smoke like that
I ain't used to smoke...

Glock on me all the time serving up this dope (Yeah)
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope (Uh huh)
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known (Shit)
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold

I don't got no guilty pleasures 'cause I don't go a fuck what you hoes think
I like what I like
Y'all just love the hype
I live every day cause I died every night
Always been a lover, always forced into fights
Before I was strapped, had my fists and machetes
I'on like surprises so I gotta stay ready
Water in my eyelids, breaking through the levees
Trigger finger steady
My teachers always taught me keep my eyes on my paper
My father always told me even Jesus had haters
Every sinner has a future, every saint has a history
Talking 'bout my past ain't no diss to me
Bitch I keep this...

Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold
Glock on me all the time serving up this dope
Big blunt 93, 'cause that's the way I cope
Bro switched over bitches, guess I should've known
Fresh clothes ask my mama, I don't never fold



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Writer(s): David Moreno
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