Blackballed
They thought I was blackballed they like how the fuck he still lit
Private invite to the label at the round table feeling real rich
I signed a deal moved out the hood but blood will spill quick
Why the fuck he play with me like my young savages aint trying kill shit
Gotta take a loss to be the boss I took some real risk
She got a man wanna fuck a star her nigga real bitch
I catch that rapper I take his chain treat him like im will smith
Im in the field more than the packers im from the real trench
They pushing pleas these niggas telling
Free the z's until its backwards
Dior sneaks shirt heron preston
White on white track look like casper
Hit my line said he need some p's what you need we got plenty
She want casamigos and 42 she a boujie bitch she don't drink no henny
These hoes want wedding rings but I cannot lie married to the benjis
These niggas say they got ya back deep inside they really envy
I don't even fuck with niggas so I ride alone just me and my switchy
You don't even post your own block how the fuck you run the city
Ar p hold 100 shots better duck when bro start blicking
Make sure he finish get up close no women or no children
Project baby since a kid we looked up to the villains
The cops supposed to be the heroes but they the ones doing the killings
My lights was off I had to rob to provide for my family
My granny told me get out the streets but she don't understand me
I turned nothing to something made myself a boss these niggas can't stand me
If you catch a body in these streets its like you got a grammy
She don't even know my name she taking off her panties
Look up I see stars in the ceiling back to back foreigns in miami
She suck me while im swerving lanes her nigga mad he wanna kill me
You don't know about no pain bloody tears I hardly feel it
They thought I was blackballed they like how the fuck he still lit
Private invite to the label at the round table feeling real rich
I signed a deal moved out the hood but blood will spill quick
Why the fuck he play with me like my young savages aint trying kill shit
Gotta take a loss to be the boss I took some real risk
She got a man wanna fuck a star that nigga real bitch
I catch that rapper I take his chain treat him like im will smith
Im in the field more than the packers im from the real trench
Private invite to the label at the round table feeling real rich
I signed a deal moved out the hood but blood will spill quick
Why the fuck he play with me like my young savages aint trying kill shit
Gotta take a loss to be the boss I took some real risk
She got a man wanna fuck a star her nigga real bitch
I catch that rapper I take his chain treat him like im will smith
Im in the field more than the packers im from the real trench
They pushing pleas these niggas telling
Free the z's until its backwards
Dior sneaks shirt heron preston
White on white track look like casper
Hit my line said he need some p's what you need we got plenty
She want casamigos and 42 she a boujie bitch she don't drink no henny
These hoes want wedding rings but I cannot lie married to the benjis
These niggas say they got ya back deep inside they really envy
I don't even fuck with niggas so I ride alone just me and my switchy
You don't even post your own block how the fuck you run the city
Ar p hold 100 shots better duck when bro start blicking
Make sure he finish get up close no women or no children
Project baby since a kid we looked up to the villains
The cops supposed to be the heroes but they the ones doing the killings
My lights was off I had to rob to provide for my family
My granny told me get out the streets but she don't understand me
I turned nothing to something made myself a boss these niggas can't stand me
If you catch a body in these streets its like you got a grammy
She don't even know my name she taking off her panties
Look up I see stars in the ceiling back to back foreigns in miami
She suck me while im swerving lanes her nigga mad he wanna kill me
You don't know about no pain bloody tears I hardly feel it
They thought I was blackballed they like how the fuck he still lit
Private invite to the label at the round table feeling real rich
I signed a deal moved out the hood but blood will spill quick
Why the fuck he play with me like my young savages aint trying kill shit
Gotta take a loss to be the boss I took some real risk
She got a man wanna fuck a star that nigga real bitch
I catch that rapper I take his chain treat him like im will smith
Im in the field more than the packers im from the real trench
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Writer(s): Shakeem Butler
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