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(Uh huh)
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(Aye, aye)

Why he talkin' through that screen, he ain't active, he can't bounce a check
All these fuckin' problems stackin' up, it's like I'm bound to stress
I could never catch him with his children, cause I'm bout respect
I should probably chill out with aggression, I got clout to catch

Must identify to get up in the trap, like what a bouncer said
I'm chasin' all my dreams, it's like I run and spin around my head
It's grams up in yo session, me I'm facin' like an ounce of med
Ya shorty slid and fucked so many times, won't even count the head

Yea it's only the beginning
I been fightin' through the losses they ain't wanna see me winnin'
I was trippin' off the Xans so much, my head is always spinnin'
While I almost saw that light, like seein' fans on the ceiling
I said, shorty what you feelin'
Is you tryna fuck tonight, or you gon' show me you the realest
I ain't tryna duck a fight, just bring a pipe and get to killin'
I ain't tryna take his life, but you been textin' him and chillin'
Got me rollin' through the night when I thought bandit stopped the drillin'

Ay, ay, ay, stop playin' with 'em
Red beam from the choppa, I can promise that the K gon' hit 'em
They won't miss him, deadly if you talkin' we be breakin' triggers
Homie goin' first, then I'ma tell his ass to take it with him

Stop, stop, stop move it
Lately I been winnin' cause they wanna see me losin'
And these crazy ass visions, why I had to go and prove it
And I'm makin' these decisions hopin' that it's for improvement

Why he talkin' through that screen, he ain't active, he can't bounce a check
All these fuckin' problems stackin' up, it's like I'm bound to stress
I could never catch him with his children, cause I'm bout respect
I should probably chill out with aggression, I got clout to catch

Must identify to get up in the trap, like what a bouncer said
I'm chasin' all my dreams, it's like I run and spin around my head
It's grams up in yo session, me I'm facin' like an ounce of med
Ya shorty slid and fucked so many times, won't even count the head

But, but, but is it worth it
Want 'em in yo life, but they expect you to be perfect
Cut 'em off then leave 'em in the past and keep on workin'
Blicky by yo side, make sure to use it if it's urgent (If it's)

I just, hope my scars don't show
I was trappin' through the mail but it ain't hard no more
I'ma pull up with my kings, bet my card won't fold
I done seen the realest snake me watch my heart go cold
I been
Aye, runnin' up a bag
Set my mind to music and keep goin' till I blast
Light another joint and then forget about the past
Listen, first things first, swear I'll never come in last

But
Bitch, I'm wake now
Like I put some fuckin' glasses on and wiped the window, see the fake now
Stayin' up all night to get a bag, just wanna lay down
Still grabbin' on them poles and we still slidin' like a playground

Why he talkin' through that screen, he ain't active, he can't bounce a check
All these fuckin' problems stackin' up, it's like I'm bound to stress
I could never catch him with his children, cause I'm bout respect
I should probably chill out with aggression, I got clout to catch

Must identify to get up in the trap, like what a bouncer said
I'm chasin' all my dreams, it's like I run and spin around my head
It's grams up in yo session, me I'm facin' like an ounce of med
Ya shorty slid and fucked so many times, won't even count the head