Contract Killers
(Swamiq)
(JD On Tha Track)
He can make a million out the trap (out the trap)
But the streets changed, niggas don't show no love no more
So I'm tryna make a million off of rap (off of rap)
Tryna make a million
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guess
Don't play with me, 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Green light, no, y'ain't gotta sneeze to get your blessin'
And it seems like when you come from the trenches, nigga
Hate to see get it they be all in your mentions tryna
Get you to spend 'em and ya
Try to keep your distance 'cause you
Know you a killer and you
Know you'll kill 'em, but I
Niggas be bitches, they gon' tell it all
My young nigga ready to set it off
We took his chains, and credit card
He had a strap, I let it off
I can't believe these niggas pussy
You up a hunnid thousand, bitch, I'm up a hunnid bullets
I ain't scared to pull it
Trappin' out the, Red Roof Inn (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young street nigga (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do a hunnid in the Benz (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too real for friends (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loyalty a must, hey (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cop the Rollie, got it bussin'
Went and copped a Carti', got it bussin'
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guess
Don't play with me, 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Green light, no, y'ain't gotta sneeze to get your blessin'
(JD On Tha Track)
He can make a million out the trap (out the trap)
But the streets changed, niggas don't show no love no more
So I'm tryna make a million off of rap (off of rap)
Tryna make a million
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guess
Don't play with me, 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Green light, no, y'ain't gotta sneeze to get your blessin'
And it seems like when you come from the trenches, nigga
Hate to see get it they be all in your mentions tryna
Get you to spend 'em and ya
Try to keep your distance 'cause you
Know you a killer and you
Know you'll kill 'em, but I
Niggas be bitches, they gon' tell it all
My young nigga ready to set it off
We took his chains, and credit card
He had a strap, I let it off
I can't believe these niggas pussy
You up a hunnid thousand, bitch, I'm up a hunnid bullets
I ain't scared to pull it
Trappin' out the, Red Roof Inn (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young street nigga (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do a hunnid in the Benz (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too real for friends (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loyalty a must, hey (ayy-ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cop the Rollie, got it bussin'
Went and copped a Carti', got it bussin'
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guess
Don't play with me, 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Green light, no, y'ain't gotta sneeze to get your blessin'
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Biddle, Teldrick Smith, Joao Duarte, Roman Mironchenko
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