Vengeance
Mr. bitches call me flave, I'm bout to clock in
I ain't been tryna hit no hoes up, you heard it bitch I told ya
Yeah my cousin on probation, we still lighting up that doja
Looked at Day Day like fuck it bro throw yo left if he don't move right
Lil baby just told me she love me, she say I move nice
I'm sipping on Crown, my white boy sipping on some Coors Light
Yeah, Austin producing, and we gon fight if he don't do it right
These muthafuckas finna feel me, no capping bitch this the real me
I feel like Jeseus, cause the ones I'd die for just tried to kill me
Been putting in work, can tell they think I changed on them, but bitch I'm still me
I lost my bro, and walked him to his damn grave, shit really killed me
Done seen it all, so what you think I'm gone be scared for
Might take a few punches, but I'ma fight for who I care for
Calling to God, wondering, asking why I'm here for
I know Jayden would tell me keep going Cam, but he ain't here though
I swear to fucking
Yall up one
Ima get my fucking revenge, I promise you Ima get my revenge
Been tryna go and get my trophy, I'm scarred from what I seen though
Been tryna tell them I could do it, they laughed, they ain't believe though
I come from watching cuz wash his dirt money until its clean though
They wanna win, but they don't want to work for it and be a team though
Drowning we was broke bitch, no money, I couldn't breathe bro
Said the one bag came from Stan, but bro capped, it came from Steve though
When love fall, you gone see em change colors, look in the leaves bro
I ain't perfect, I just hope the real niggas fallow my lead though
See my guidance wasn't straight, but I teach them off what I seen though
They'd rather hear me sipping bout sipping lean and serving fiends though
I mean I used to sell a lil bit of gas, I wasn't no plug though
And plus my brother still do it, my bad, a shameless plug bro
Yeah its Cam, cousin Nick got the cannon, we finna wild out
Couple hot ones get to whistling by will make niggas foul out
I told baby girly don't sweat it, I'm finna slide out
Drunk at the stu like I ain't have to drive home, I'm finna ride out
I ain't been tryna hit no hoes up, you heard it bitch I told ya
Yeah my cousin on probation, we still lighting up that doja
Looked at Day Day like fuck it bro throw yo left if he don't move right
Lil baby just told me she love me, she say I move nice
I'm sipping on Crown, my white boy sipping on some Coors Light
Yeah, Austin producing, and we gon fight if he don't do it right
These muthafuckas finna feel me, no capping bitch this the real me
I feel like Jeseus, cause the ones I'd die for just tried to kill me
Been putting in work, can tell they think I changed on them, but bitch I'm still me
I lost my bro, and walked him to his damn grave, shit really killed me
Done seen it all, so what you think I'm gone be scared for
Might take a few punches, but I'ma fight for who I care for
Calling to God, wondering, asking why I'm here for
I know Jayden would tell me keep going Cam, but he ain't here though
I swear to fucking
Yall up one
Ima get my fucking revenge, I promise you Ima get my revenge
Been tryna go and get my trophy, I'm scarred from what I seen though
Been tryna tell them I could do it, they laughed, they ain't believe though
I come from watching cuz wash his dirt money until its clean though
They wanna win, but they don't want to work for it and be a team though
Drowning we was broke bitch, no money, I couldn't breathe bro
Said the one bag came from Stan, but bro capped, it came from Steve though
When love fall, you gone see em change colors, look in the leaves bro
I ain't perfect, I just hope the real niggas fallow my lead though
See my guidance wasn't straight, but I teach them off what I seen though
They'd rather hear me sipping bout sipping lean and serving fiends though
I mean I used to sell a lil bit of gas, I wasn't no plug though
And plus my brother still do it, my bad, a shameless plug bro
Yeah its Cam, cousin Nick got the cannon, we finna wild out
Couple hot ones get to whistling by will make niggas foul out
I told baby girly don't sweat it, I'm finna slide out
Drunk at the stu like I ain't have to drive home, I'm finna ride out
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Dunn
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