James Bond

Killers in my circle we can't play the victim
Look I saved them games for kids I ain't playing with em
James bond gun shit gold and got a laser with it
Mad they don't do it like they some hating niggas
They Ungrateful they ain't getting to the paper that's they own fault
Hit 'em with a K up side the head that's his own loss
Meet me at the spots feds listening don't do phone talk
If you say you thuggin' stand it take your own walk

How you say you runnin shit and ain't put in no leg work
All this capping that these Niggas doing make my head hurt
Niggas weird on the internet doing fed work
Say my name hollows in his brain make his head burst
Sliding through this bitch how a sled work
Fade away shooting Nigga like dirk
You can die Nigga you know what your life worth
Take a trip off the market that was light work
Take a trip off the market that was alright alright
Stepping on these Europeans you'll die behind it
Lost my heart awhile ago and I ain't try to find it
They was hating made a couple moves now they kinda quiet
Running through the block getting to it we ain't never hiding
Got 'em looking up to the gang niggas idolizing
What else they gone do when all they idols lying
Nobody competing with the gang this shit one sided
Pulling up full as fuck we had hella plates
Ben frank that's my dawg stacked em up in hella states
Big dawg he a lil Nigga he a featherweight
Trying me won't work out take the loss Kevin Gates
Trying me won't work alright alright alright look
Fuck that shit you said Nigga
We was thumbing through the bread yea them dead niggas
Blues pink all these fuckin colors where the red Nigga
Told her she was bad inside that dress made her head bigger
Had her doing shit she never did with her ex Nigga
Met her on the gram smoked a gram now I mess with her
Keep it player drop a couple gems bring out the best In her
Niggas talking bout they keep it p
I was bumping Suga Free living sucka free
Alright alright
Really came up from the bottom Nigga look at me
Really came up from the alright

Killers in my circle we can't play the victim
Look I saved them games for kids I ain't playing with em
James bond gun shit gold and got a laser with it
Mad they don't do it like they some hating niggas
They Ungrateful they ain't getting to the paper that's they own fault
Hit 'em with a K up side the head that's his own loss
Meet me at the spots feds listening don't do phone talk
If you say you thuggin' stand it take your own walk



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Writer(s): Santrez Jackson
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