Poppin'

Let's go!
K Breezy shit
We Are We Areee
Lately I been getting treated
Like I ain't that nigga
So I had to show em wassup
Throw on a beat
And put me in the booth
And that's word to my life
That I'm fucking it up
They hate the way I be moving
I'm feeling like PJ
Because I gotta keep it tucked
Waiting for niggas to try me
I'm laying em down
If they thinking about running up
I knew that boy wasn't real
Cause he was never sharing my shit
I'm peeping the hate
He wanna be in my sessions
But don't know my lyrics and shit
I'm peeping the fake
I remember when they said
I was never gon be shit
But look how I done made a way
Crazy how everybody
That was saying I'm wack
Just be sitting there watching my face
Balling like Bird in the 80s
But still number one like
I'm Tracy McGrady I'm nice
I heard a rumor that
Somebody said I was wack
But they bitch prolly
Nice with the mic
And I was never the one to
Match with the designer kicks
I much rather fw Mikes
I hate when niggas tell me
That I'm one of the best
I am the best get it right
Claim that she hate me but
Watch every move that I make
I told that bitch get a life
See what I'm doing and
Now shawty want me to cuff
But I ain't never gon wife
Cool in the morning
But soon as it start to get dark
I'm a demon in the night
Really I'm saying
If you try to diss on my name
That I got you in my sights
Niggas dickriding
Tryna get up in my circle
Niggas who wasn't
There before the booth
You gon feel it
Cause I'm speaking to you
Why you switch up
When I was being true?
Now I gotta do what I gotta do
And stop acting like
You was apart of the crew
My circle small only fw a few
He thought I changed
But I peep how he move
Can't play a nigga
Like me like a fool
Niggas hating
But it ain't nothing new
Lately everyday
Been feeling the same
I got niggas feeling
Some type of way
2021 I ain't playing no games
I been on a mission
For money and fame
I guess you could
Say that I changed
Plus I ain't going out
Like no lame on gang!
Lately I been getting treated
Like I ain't that nigga
So I had to show em wassup
Throw on a beat
And put me in the booth
And that's word to my life
That I'm fucking it up
They hate the way I be moving
I'm feeling like PJ
Because I gotta keep it tucked
Waiting for niggas to try me
I'm laying em down
If they thinking about running up
I knew that boy wasn't real
Cause he was never sharing my shit
I'm peeping the hate
He wanna be in my sessions
But don't know my lyrics and shit
I'm peeping the fake
I remember when they said
I was never gon be shit
But look how I done made a way
Crazy how everybody
That was saying I'm wack
Just be sitting there watching my face



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Ward Jr.
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