LaLa

(You ever woke up from your dreams screaming murder)
(Know that Ima earner so I gotta keep that burner)
(I'm quick up on my feet I had to be a fast learner)
(You don't wanna take it far cause best believe I take it further)
(Glrraa)
These racks they apart of my truth
I stack it to the roof
I laughed at that bitch to his face
You know that boy a goof
He the man in the middle playing both sides
Can't fuck with you
Man I don't give know bucks to you
So how the fuck Ima trust you?
This shit strictly off the muscle nigga headstrong
If you get caught up in the wrong place
You get your head blown
Slime out your potna for a bitch
You know you dead wrong
Eyes can deceive you so don't trust em
Don't get lead wrong
Man I'm turnt up up in this bitch
Smoking on that exotic
Really out my fucking body
All the hate they talk about it
Nigga swear they killers but they ain't never seen no dead body
Outside of a casket turn a funeral to a Glock party
Damn I meant a block party they still gone shoot it up
Had to earn my stripes like fucking Marty
La bitch I'm booted up
Don't go to funerals every day but on the regular
I get suited up
His hoe be jumping set to set I say a 4
She gone throw it up
My mindset be fucked up I be going crazy
They got excuses for everything they was born lazy
Man they say I just be saying shit
But I'm not on no playing shit
Your potna steady doing all that talking
Get your mans hit
Bitch I stand on all that shit I said
Feel played then buss a head
Been like that from the start
Never had a thought of being scared
Ain't take your hoe out on a date
I took that bitch right to the bed
Bitch I'm yea with the yea
Bitch I'm yea with the yea
Uh uh say come here
La bitch don't run from me
Man they say that I ain't shit
But on the real they know they stuck on me
I could tell she wanna dip I call her up
Then she gone come for me
Like nigga that's my bitch
You was just there to keep her company
I'm just jocin I'm too wild
Can't no nigga match my style
They swear that ima dog they tryna bring me to the pound
All that woofing in they rap and then they copying my sound
They moving just like Ronald
Man these niggas really clowns
How you say you stand on business?
I made you sit down
You be hiding behind the people
Ain't tryna get down
Man he be acting cause his potnas and his bitch round
Cause he be quiet by himself that boy make no sound
And my mind it run when thoughts it's screaming
Lala
Man you got bitch up in your heart
You ain't Osama
When it get real you get to running to your mama
Like what the fuck it's stopping?
Man la bitch let's get it popping
Man these niggas show my addy but ain't gone use it
Man they scary
Ain't gone have no shit to say when they end up in the mortuary
To the morgue
Ima up the score
Boy really a whore
Be spacious off that drank a nigga finna pour a 4
(You ever woke up from your dreams screaming murder)
(Know that Ima earner so I gotta keep that burner)
(I'm quick up on my feet I had to be a fast learner)
(You don't wanna take it far cause best believe I take it further)
Man I ain't tryna hear the shit you gotta say
Lalalala
You a bitch up in the night
And in the day don't want no drama
I'm really having motion getting money bookoo commas
You don't want no static have you crying to your mama 
(You don't want no static have you crying to your mama)
(You don't want no static have you crying to your mama)