Environment (feat. 1100 Phats)

My family say that there proud of me
Gucci tubes stuffed with the cottage cheese
Tryna buy the block trap houses looking like monopoly
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ITS PHATS
Tre up on the beat
Im creepin with the heat
Opps loud on the gram but quiet in the streets
If you aint tryna up the score you can't slide with P
And we ain't Shootin up no house we hoppin out on feet
Keep a tool when you move they kill you out the E
Feds been hot since the first do go ova east
Don't speak on dead niggas I let em rest in Peace
I Feel safe with that fire clutch it in my sleep
1100 really shit talk them other niggas weak
You"ll hear a snake before you see it just sit back in peep
Yo yo nigga like Ziek mind like Tyreek
See my nigga down on his ass put em on his feet

My guy im hot like the silk roads server
Threw the strap in the fire it was a burner
Fuckin with P so you know we doin numbers
Dropping off the Clock raising digits like the shutters
Circumstances to certain standards and stipulations on specifications
Contemplating in the trenches how the fuck im gone make it
Proper paper pertaining prevents poor performance
If you aint got 20 bands and still talking then you annoying
Network established reppin 479
Vacuum seals in the ford hope I don't make ma cry
Hitting back roads thinking safety over time
Make an order on the telegram an ill slide

YUH