On the Loose
CTM we coming hard we don't give a fuck if it's two (Nah Nah)
Can't trust too many niggas in my clique who in the fuck is you (Who in the fuck is you)
Bad bitches they be flocking I make it do what it do (Make it do what it do)
When it's all said and done every nigga call me the truth (Yeah Yeah)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You broke the code so it's truancy
Can't let the way you move ruin me
My selfish decisions guard me
My protection no scrutiny
Blicca tucked just here for the loot
He touched me here my eulogy
I been here before
Hatred, self loathing, and misconstruing me
Difference between us now is I'm reckless and speak the truth
Come get ya mans we stomped the yard on his ass
And Not for recruit
Durag on my head not Pac
Still keep janitors for the juice
Applying pressure can't let up
Fuck apologies fuck ya truce
CTM
Come take mine
Feel Devine, walk down, execute
You wrote a statement broke the code
Snatch his chain all dealings rebuked
CTM Lil Med plus Jmo
And now we just back to two
Like lil buddy my ends I mean my pockets
No longer loose
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
Can't trust too many niggas in my clique who in the fuck is you (Who in the fuck is you)
Bad bitches they be flocking I make it do what it do (Make it do what it do)
When it's all said and done every nigga call me the truth (Yeah Yeah)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You broke the code so it's truancy
Can't let the way you move ruin me
My selfish decisions guard me
My protection no scrutiny
Blicca tucked just here for the loot
He touched me here my eulogy
I been here before
Hatred, self loathing, and misconstruing me
Difference between us now is I'm reckless and speak the truth
Come get ya mans we stomped the yard on his ass
And Not for recruit
Durag on my head not Pac
Still keep janitors for the juice
Applying pressure can't let up
Fuck apologies fuck ya truce
CTM
Come take mine
Feel Devine, walk down, execute
You wrote a statement broke the code
Snatch his chain all dealings rebuked
CTM Lil Med plus Jmo
And now we just back to two
Like lil buddy my ends I mean my pockets
No longer loose
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
You niggas capping in ya songs all that yapping up in the booth (All Cap)
I remember we had stomped that lil nigga up out his boots (Like that)
I can do this on my own Ion gotta be with a group (On God)
You ain't even have to tell now we got a rat on the loose (Now we got a rat on the loose)
Credits
Writer(s): Medric Roberson Ii
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