Too Swift
Gang
Gang
Haha
Fredo in the Booth, you know the vibes nigga
Lu Bandz
M banks, Get bready
Gla Gla Gla Boom
What's a heart when you're heartless
Felt safe when I hid in the darkness
In my feelings but I lost em
Late nights lonely thinking that I lost it
My pain used to force me to cry
Tell me the truth I see past the lies
And lately I been getting mood swings
Demons upstairs telling me to do things
Back then I was following emotion
Usually for gang was really their motive
And now it's kinda like I have no emotion
Nowadays I've been praying for closure
Feels like my anxiety's been weighing down on my shoulder
And I used to feel pain so much
But now I just learn to accept it
And my demons been tellin' me to go pick up a weapon
But I'm locked in my way
I can't give you my heart if you not here to stay
But I don't got a heart so I rather be doley' just grinding to see a better day
And even if you open up there's no guaranteed I'll stay
I can't love you the same
Hahaha
Boom
Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom
And I move too swift
I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon
I'm about to run me a bag
I'm moving real sneaky
I'm out with the goons
Like two three shots never jam
I'm pulling from deep
Bullets passin' the moon
And all my guys be greedy
Licks on repeat
That's what we do
And all my guys stay with me
They never switch on me
They always on cue
And I keep that bag in the whip
I keep me a stick you run up get boomed
And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves
I'm always in tune
I'm always in tune, Bow
And my shawty a eater
Always wanna beat her
We breaking the bed
I stay with the heater
Swing it like Jeter
But never condemned
Can't see me like Cena
I move like a cheetah
You never gon' catch
Never lack cause' I got a quick step
Storing these racks but the Beam I kept
Taking niggas out like a deck
You reach I teach I'm shooting no tech
Hit his chest he callin' for the ref
Bullets start whizzin' Bing Bong to his head
Gla
Gla
Better jack Tmg we up next
Think I'm lying niggas placing all bets
Always grindin' to the money we drenched
Bow
Boom
Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom
And I move too swift
I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon
I'm about to run me a bag
I'm moving real sneaky
I'm out with the goons
Like two three shots never jam
I'm pulling from deep
Bullets passin' the moon
And all my guys be greedy
Licks on repeat
That's what we do
And all my guys stay with me
They never switch on me
They always on cue
And I keep that bag in the whip
I keep me a stick you run up get boomed
And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves
I'm always in tune
I'm always in tune Bow
Hahahaha
Yeah
Don't waste my time and kick me a deady
And Fredo creeping like he Freddy
Told my brothers is you really ready, gang
Cause we goin' up
Back then I'll do whatever for a buck
And brody was in class with the 45' tucked
But that was back then now we tryna level up
You know I'm all about a buck
Off the zaza I be stuck
Told bro all you need is hustle and some luck
Keep pushing even when you stuck
Till' I'm rich I ain't letting up
If it ain't bout' money I don't give a fuck, yeah
And get off yo ass stop being lazy
Niggas switch up on you yeah its crazy
Cut the grass cause these niggas shady
Get bready niggas gotta pay me
She wanna fuck a nigga cause' he wavy
Get bready niggas gotta pay me like
Gla Gla Gla Boom
Gang
Haha
Fredo in the Booth, you know the vibes nigga
Lu Bandz
M banks, Get bready
Gla Gla Gla Boom
What's a heart when you're heartless
Felt safe when I hid in the darkness
In my feelings but I lost em
Late nights lonely thinking that I lost it
My pain used to force me to cry
Tell me the truth I see past the lies
And lately I been getting mood swings
Demons upstairs telling me to do things
Back then I was following emotion
Usually for gang was really their motive
And now it's kinda like I have no emotion
Nowadays I've been praying for closure
Feels like my anxiety's been weighing down on my shoulder
And I used to feel pain so much
But now I just learn to accept it
And my demons been tellin' me to go pick up a weapon
But I'm locked in my way
I can't give you my heart if you not here to stay
But I don't got a heart so I rather be doley' just grinding to see a better day
And even if you open up there's no guaranteed I'll stay
I can't love you the same
Hahaha
Boom
Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom
And I move too swift
I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon
I'm about to run me a bag
I'm moving real sneaky
I'm out with the goons
Like two three shots never jam
I'm pulling from deep
Bullets passin' the moon
And all my guys be greedy
Licks on repeat
That's what we do
And all my guys stay with me
They never switch on me
They always on cue
And I keep that bag in the whip
I keep me a stick you run up get boomed
And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves
I'm always in tune
I'm always in tune, Bow
And my shawty a eater
Always wanna beat her
We breaking the bed
I stay with the heater
Swing it like Jeter
But never condemned
Can't see me like Cena
I move like a cheetah
You never gon' catch
Never lack cause' I got a quick step
Storing these racks but the Beam I kept
Taking niggas out like a deck
You reach I teach I'm shooting no tech
Hit his chest he callin' for the ref
Bullets start whizzin' Bing Bong to his head
Gla
Gla
Better jack Tmg we up next
Think I'm lying niggas placing all bets
Always grindin' to the money we drenched
Bow
Boom
Sweeping the streets I feel like a broom
And I move too swift
I'm dripped to the feet bout' to cause a monsoon
I'm about to run me a bag
I'm moving real sneaky
I'm out with the goons
Like two three shots never jam
I'm pulling from deep
Bullets passin' the moon
And all my guys be greedy
Licks on repeat
That's what we do
And all my guys stay with me
They never switch on me
They always on cue
And I keep that bag in the whip
I keep me a stick you run up get boomed
And I'm never gonna switch roll the clip stay bustin' these moves
I'm always in tune
I'm always in tune Bow
Hahahaha
Yeah
Don't waste my time and kick me a deady
And Fredo creeping like he Freddy
Told my brothers is you really ready, gang
Cause we goin' up
Back then I'll do whatever for a buck
And brody was in class with the 45' tucked
But that was back then now we tryna level up
You know I'm all about a buck
Off the zaza I be stuck
Told bro all you need is hustle and some luck
Keep pushing even when you stuck
Till' I'm rich I ain't letting up
If it ain't bout' money I don't give a fuck, yeah
And get off yo ass stop being lazy
Niggas switch up on you yeah its crazy
Cut the grass cause these niggas shady
Get bready niggas gotta pay me
She wanna fuck a nigga cause' he wavy
Get bready niggas gotta pay me like
Gla Gla Gla Boom
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Writer(s): Jon Fredo
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