Slide Then (feat. HitEmUpTy & Jamillaquan)

This been on my heart and I need to know so somebody needs to come up with the Answer quick
Okay because I need to know why so many people out here rapping about shit that they Ain't never lived
Like how y'all rapping about y'all being d boys but ain't never sold no dope
Like how you rapping about choppas but you don't even own a nine
Like I'm just a little confused and I don't know if it's because you want that life

I remember days that I was chilling on my momma couch (Gang)
Buddy said he solid but he snitching he turnt Mickey Mouse
Opps outside they lurking when we catch him we got blicky's out
Shoot him in his back cause ion fuck with him like Ricky now
I lost Kell I can't be happy till we creep up on that score
Remember days that Ian have it I was sleeping on that floor
Niggas dissing niggas dying bodies drop and it's like four
Niggas thinking with they dick man they be dying bout these hoes

Ion even gotta kill em man his homie can
I told frank to leave that bitch alone she got a only fans
Catch him at the store he by hisself man this our only chance
He gone see that beam and he gone die bitch that's his only glance (Grahh)
Man them niggas say they killers but they bitches on the low
How you posting on the gram when your mans up on the floor
How you posting you gone slide and you ain't come and up no score
Man I just might pull a wap and I might leave him at your door
Man I'm smoking on your homie man that shit it got me low
Fucked your bitch and make her swallow damn your bitch she a lil hoe
Made her smoke up on your homie and said I got it from the store
Oh he local now?
We gone have them killers at his show

I remember days that I was sleeping on my momma couch
Buddy said he solid but he snitching he turnt Mickey Mouse
Opps outside they lurking when we catch him we got blicky's out
Shoot him in his back cause ion fuck with him like Ricky now
I lost Kell I can't be happy till we creep up on that score
Remember days that Ian have it I was stealing from the store
Niggas dissing niggas dying bodies drop and it's like four
Niggas thinking with they dick man they be dying bout these hoes

Beefing dying over hoes?
Shit is sweet man I don't know
Ain't gotta tell me that's a set up bitch cause I ain't even go
Niggas broke posted up begging for loosies by the store
I ain't playing I might pack you out before I do a show
Run your pockets take 100 then I make 500 more
Don't be a slop bitch come n shop I got the crop that make ya slow
Niggas know that yo-yo talk come back n Quan'll be on go
Niggas floored cause I been swanging fists since I was six years old
Big like hogan no Joe Rogan I'm the real fear factor
Disaster when I pop up in yo house like Corey Baxter
No pranking when I flank him I'ma leave him where I found him
Know the place but not the face no case so let the pigs surround him

I remember days that I was sleeping on my momma couch
He said he solid but he snitching he turnt Mickey Mouse
Opps outside they lurking when we catch him we got blicky's out
Shoot him in his back if we don't fuck with him like Ricky now
I lost Kell I can't be happy till we creep up on that score
Remember days that Ian have it I was stealing from the store
Niggas dissing niggas dying bodies drop and it's like four
Niggas thinking with they dick man they be beefing bout a hoe



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Writer(s): Tyler White, India D
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