The Glue
Oh I'm a come correct
Always
Still Here
I ain't going short it nigga and I ain't going front it
Aye I know you know
How this shit can go
So don't make mad
Pull up snatch off what he had
Don't want to hear about what you had
What I'm doing?
Smoking gas
And what you doing
Coming last
I'm a get the last laugh
Type of cash to throw you in ya bag
Threw me in the water with the sharks
And I start swimming
Was looking for that one
Looked in the mirror because I been it
Don't know how it feel
To ever be like you
I never been it
Don't know how it feel
To blow a whistle
We do all good business
I been burning out all day seeing no money make me mad
All them pending cases I had
Lawyer spanked them like a dad
I care less about your flag
Aslongong as coin is in the plan
Don't even care if you a fag
Still serve a thousand eight gram
I got family upstairs
I'm a see them when it's over
Closed my eyes and hit this blunt
Stuffing this paper like a folder
Game changed to shooting threes
I'm still the one to pull a floater
Pulling your card from out the deck
You know I don't play with Jokers
I don't shop at Krogers
But I'm there trying make a sale
In a different city with the gas
I got clientele
Send that cash app by the morning
Landing to you through the mail
Brody got the opps hot
Said he giving niggas hell
Can't come back that ship sailed
Roll a zip I might as well
My name all on her finger nails
I cashed her out through sending Zelle
Type to get a nigga bailed
The trap will say im really real
There aint a strap I never held
Got to play for self
Got to play for keeps
Got to watch out where you stepping
Cause this shit get deep
I been trapping 7 days
It aint for the weak
I been hopped up off the porch
I been in these streets
(Local Touring)
Aye I know you know
How this shit can go
So don't make mad
Pull up snatch off what he had
Don't want to hear about what you had
What I'm doing?
Smoking gas
And what you doing
Coming last
I'm a get the last laugh
Type of cash to throw you in ya bag
Threw me in the water with the sharks
And I start swimming
Was looking for that one
Looked in the mirror because I been it
Don't know how it feel
To ever be like you
I never been it
Don't know how it feel
To blow a whistle
We do all good business
Always
Still Here
I ain't going short it nigga and I ain't going front it
Aye I know you know
How this shit can go
So don't make mad
Pull up snatch off what he had
Don't want to hear about what you had
What I'm doing?
Smoking gas
And what you doing
Coming last
I'm a get the last laugh
Type of cash to throw you in ya bag
Threw me in the water with the sharks
And I start swimming
Was looking for that one
Looked in the mirror because I been it
Don't know how it feel
To ever be like you
I never been it
Don't know how it feel
To blow a whistle
We do all good business
I been burning out all day seeing no money make me mad
All them pending cases I had
Lawyer spanked them like a dad
I care less about your flag
Aslongong as coin is in the plan
Don't even care if you a fag
Still serve a thousand eight gram
I got family upstairs
I'm a see them when it's over
Closed my eyes and hit this blunt
Stuffing this paper like a folder
Game changed to shooting threes
I'm still the one to pull a floater
Pulling your card from out the deck
You know I don't play with Jokers
I don't shop at Krogers
But I'm there trying make a sale
In a different city with the gas
I got clientele
Send that cash app by the morning
Landing to you through the mail
Brody got the opps hot
Said he giving niggas hell
Can't come back that ship sailed
Roll a zip I might as well
My name all on her finger nails
I cashed her out through sending Zelle
Type to get a nigga bailed
The trap will say im really real
There aint a strap I never held
Got to play for self
Got to play for keeps
Got to watch out where you stepping
Cause this shit get deep
I been trapping 7 days
It aint for the weak
I been hopped up off the porch
I been in these streets
(Local Touring)
Aye I know you know
How this shit can go
So don't make mad
Pull up snatch off what he had
Don't want to hear about what you had
What I'm doing?
Smoking gas
And what you doing
Coming last
I'm a get the last laugh
Type of cash to throw you in ya bag
Threw me in the water with the sharks
And I start swimming
Was looking for that one
Looked in the mirror because I been it
Don't know how it feel
To ever be like you
I never been it
Don't know how it feel
To blow a whistle
We do all good business
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Kellem
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