Bye Bye
Chillin wit my homies on da block
Play wit marbles cuz we dont sell rocks
I still hide when i see dem cops
I got weed in my ride yes i smoke pot
No dont drop your top might hop on top
Your thot so hot like bop on god
My guy so high tryna get another try
Livin with the guilt wanna make it before i go bye bye
Bet not get another gun and wave bye bye
Set it off slam dunk sober game by bye
Only one shot this close for the sun block
One hot shot for the endzone look
Bending over never happen
For the boom bap trap turning casanova blasting
100 round show for the puff and the blow
For the show that i show
Put a cap on top of rapping
Kick around ruble rose ashes
Stick bout puddle no gag shit
Count deadfaces relaxing
Dream blueface perplexing cool
Set another level love lashing smooth
Record on the settle on the dash so cruise
Top gun flying right past tom cruise
Maverick hijack package on loop
Egp come soon
Bbc some news
Cold casket no groom boom boom
Chillin wit my homies on da block
Play wit marbles cuz we dont sell rocks
I still hide when i see dem cops
I got weed in my ride yes i smoke pot
No dont drop your top might hop on top
Your thot so hot like bop on god
My guy so high tryna get another try
Livin with the guilt wanna make it before i go bye bye
I gave you my trust and you bent it
Like kendrick said fuck your friendship
And i meant it this time
No tricks on this bass-line
Dont waste time
Dont FaceTime
Dont race time
Back to my case now
Of dark thoughts in the daytime
Imma jiggy motherfucker
Im not biggie motherfucker
No limit imma hover
Over all you other fuckers
Understand who you talking to sucker
Im from the city where the pretty are
Members of the itty bitty titty committee
And the guys are always on the ready
Gettin packs and stacks and racks cuz they all got game
I aint in the biz for the fame
Right now i only got two cigarettes to my last name
Aint looking so great
Im lookin like bait
Aint lookin for a date with Kate
Im lookin for a date so i put it on my plate
Put my hands where i put my hopes
And pray that i never tie a rope round my throat
Dont wanna choke
Over some smoke
Wanna grow old
See how i came close to the names I praise bro
Prayin to be one of them greats too
Play wit marbles cuz we dont sell rocks
I still hide when i see dem cops
I got weed in my ride yes i smoke pot
No dont drop your top might hop on top
Your thot so hot like bop on god
My guy so high tryna get another try
Livin with the guilt wanna make it before i go bye bye
Bet not get another gun and wave bye bye
Set it off slam dunk sober game by bye
Only one shot this close for the sun block
One hot shot for the endzone look
Bending over never happen
For the boom bap trap turning casanova blasting
100 round show for the puff and the blow
For the show that i show
Put a cap on top of rapping
Kick around ruble rose ashes
Stick bout puddle no gag shit
Count deadfaces relaxing
Dream blueface perplexing cool
Set another level love lashing smooth
Record on the settle on the dash so cruise
Top gun flying right past tom cruise
Maverick hijack package on loop
Egp come soon
Bbc some news
Cold casket no groom boom boom
Chillin wit my homies on da block
Play wit marbles cuz we dont sell rocks
I still hide when i see dem cops
I got weed in my ride yes i smoke pot
No dont drop your top might hop on top
Your thot so hot like bop on god
My guy so high tryna get another try
Livin with the guilt wanna make it before i go bye bye
I gave you my trust and you bent it
Like kendrick said fuck your friendship
And i meant it this time
No tricks on this bass-line
Dont waste time
Dont FaceTime
Dont race time
Back to my case now
Of dark thoughts in the daytime
Imma jiggy motherfucker
Im not biggie motherfucker
No limit imma hover
Over all you other fuckers
Understand who you talking to sucker
Im from the city where the pretty are
Members of the itty bitty titty committee
And the guys are always on the ready
Gettin packs and stacks and racks cuz they all got game
I aint in the biz for the fame
Right now i only got two cigarettes to my last name
Aint looking so great
Im lookin like bait
Aint lookin for a date with Kate
Im lookin for a date so i put it on my plate
Put my hands where i put my hopes
And pray that i never tie a rope round my throat
Dont wanna choke
Over some smoke
Wanna grow old
See how i came close to the names I praise bro
Prayin to be one of them greats too
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Writer(s): Mahmoud Shady Tharwat Abdelmaksoud
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