105.9

Yea, smooth jazz shit
I give a fuck about a boof ass bitch
Came down and I made that loot that quick
My shit flat baby Deja say "do that shit"
Came back down, now they lookin' like who dat?
Cracks down... they confused at
How I move that dope, I just moved back
You too close nigga, move back (Move!)
Still love most, never lose that (That, that, that)
When the police banged on me
I sued
When them bitch niggas changed on me
I moved
Think I ain't got it on me, you snoozed
And you know they say you snooze
(Suppressor Sound)
Thru ya, lose ooze
Woop-woop
Too late nigga too loose
Beep-beep
I got the keys to ya freak-freak
(And the Jeep)
Ain't gotta worry bout me
Imma be me
(Niggas can't stand me)
Gonna know it's me when you see me hmm
And I like weed, like Leafly hmm
You see weed and you geek-geek, mmm
You under-siege like D.C., mmm
Colonize me gotta beat me, mmm
I'ma die shooting like a G-G
Add another g
Gun obvi a Glock
When Gennady Golovkin
Ya body get rocked then
Everybody shocked
He was obvi a opp
Thought he'd never be a body of chalk
He surprised that he got what he died for
What you gonna slide for?
Who you gonna ride for?
And I say this often
Better play with caution
Now I know why they wanna see me dead (Dead)
If I go plat they gonna know they failed (Fail)
If I go back they gonna throw me shells (Shells)
Hold up those plaques lemme show my tail (Tell)
I'm still tippin' like Forgi- (G's)
Ato, don't wanna here bout no beef (Beef)
I don't care nothin' bout no tweets (Tweet)
Show me the money better show me
(Show me, show me!)

She get under my skin
Pray for all of my sins
Stacking up on them grands, yea
Meet me outside
Meet me outside
Imma hit it like that
Shawty know I keep it 3000 like stacks
Spend a couple hundreds, Imma get it right
Think I fell in love and she love me right back
Niggas all fake, man, niggas all cap
Ion do violence, I keep it all rap (Shit, I do!)
Back to the city and it's still is a trap
And I'm back in the Moe
And they know that I'm back in this bitch
I love all the girls that be stacking they chips
Stacking up money like stacking the chips
She know I got it no acting and shit
My wrist go get Patek no acting an shit
Back in the leaf, they want static and shit
Hop in a Uber I'm back with the shits
I got a baddie she coming to me
I can't afford to be having no beef
I just want cheddar
I'm back with the cheese
(Back on the way)

Ayy Ayyy
Ayy Ayyy

Ayy Ayyy
Ayy Ayyy

(If you had to guess how many steps were between
You and your idea of peace
How many steps would you say there are)



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Writer(s): Christopher Jeffries
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