Headphones

In the house, alone, ain't even smoke today I get money on my own,
But still collab on plays
Like bro they all approved, taxes all we paying
In Atlanta running circles, round these niggas for the pape
I keep buffs on my ears, like headphones
I'm from the east, you get killed for having pape on you, eastside
Dangerous we live, 40 thousand, half a boe on me
Riding behind tint, yeah, I get low on em, smoking on good fire
Big 50 on my hip, look like a blow dryer
Told Mercedes Benz I'm from the D, I need the snow tires
Told Bianca swear that, I can't switch cause we too tied in
This shit is blood, we going through the wire
We put each other through a lot, but it was all for the guap
They done started Buffy up, how the fuck is this supposed to stop
And you better check your watch
'Cuz yo time almost up, yeah
Feel like calling niggas bluff, yeah
Cause I know who really tough, yeah
And I know who ain't cut, yeah
Better chill for niggas send you up there
Shit was real, brody came from upstairs
Like what's the deal, burners they got upped, yeah
He on the stand, mama eyes begging don't tell
She know the truth if he tell, he got no help
He know the drill if he there, can't go nowhere
They got him scared, toothbrush waiting in his new cell
Mama sick and her son ain't doing too well
Outside the wall, the opps giving his whole crew hell
Whole crew hell

But I keep buffs on my ears like headphones
On the east, you get killed by having pape on you
Dangerous we live, 40 thou, half a boe on me
Ridin' behind tint, yeah, I get low on them
Yeah, I get low on them Smokin' out, the boe on them