On Sight
Me and my partners been forming a trust
I'm scared to trust mama warned me enough
Lot of pussy niggas talking to much
FaceTime the lies I'm calling your bluff
She treat this dick like a real souvenir
But she had me confused
Cuz the drawls was enough
And I asked a nigga to keep it a G
But the nigga too green cuz it's all in the blunt
I got a dawg getting lost on the run
But I got a dawg getting lost in the runts
Lost in the county shit it's been a month
He ain't like the letters he changed up the font
I'm taking bitches
She get missionary
They thinking my partners done gave me a nun,
I tried to tell her that baby too young,
But we got some different like Asian and von
Damn why
Lamb chop dinners
Ya man and ops bitter
Vvs diamonds the canvas of my picture
Off the wall but l got the chance to rock with ya
Metal for the grip I handle my business
Burning shit up I'm fanning my bridges
PTSD no candlelight dinners
Cuz I really lost dawgs when the candlelight's finished
Road running like a hitchhiker
I don't owe nun to a bitch like ya
Fake crying let me real life ya
Got so many verses I could build bibles
I was just dreading to see the future
Now a nigga felt like Mekhi phifer
Big takers like I'm T.I.
But I'm Paul Walker cuz the drive nicer
Nigga
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
Whole lotta execution
You won't rest until I get my restitution
Had to dumb the shit down so it's less confusing
But my bitch say this shit sound like devil music
No it ain't devilish
I'm on some shit aye they gone all learn they lesson shit
Or put the green on your dawg on some relish shit
I'm the one thugging and making the section lit
Bussed down the face on a watch start embezzlin'
Damn
Why
I
Been
On
One
Drivebys out old of Hondas
But on one accord nigga blow sum
Niggas thought the fucking world ended
When they finally seen the fucking cold sun
Folks sending heat out the passenger seat
But my niggas still call it a cold front
Love me in person but hate me on Twitter
Watch my shit instant but diss me on Insta
I'm finsta find that location on Finsta
And then put my lil dawgs on your head like a filter
Niggas don't know I done made a militia
With half of the runts and like 3 packs of swisher
I'll beat your hoe down before I go diss her
Or put me a kid in her oven like Hitler
Bitch
Everything sight
Chicago Bulls in like 89
Y'all put everything on mics
Niggas bartenders cuz they bars tender
I need everything on ice
The op niggas they was hype beasts
I seen everything Offwhite
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
I'm scared to trust mama warned me enough
Lot of pussy niggas talking to much
FaceTime the lies I'm calling your bluff
She treat this dick like a real souvenir
But she had me confused
Cuz the drawls was enough
And I asked a nigga to keep it a G
But the nigga too green cuz it's all in the blunt
I got a dawg getting lost on the run
But I got a dawg getting lost in the runts
Lost in the county shit it's been a month
He ain't like the letters he changed up the font
I'm taking bitches
She get missionary
They thinking my partners done gave me a nun,
I tried to tell her that baby too young,
But we got some different like Asian and von
Damn why
Lamb chop dinners
Ya man and ops bitter
Vvs diamonds the canvas of my picture
Off the wall but l got the chance to rock with ya
Metal for the grip I handle my business
Burning shit up I'm fanning my bridges
PTSD no candlelight dinners
Cuz I really lost dawgs when the candlelight's finished
Road running like a hitchhiker
I don't owe nun to a bitch like ya
Fake crying let me real life ya
Got so many verses I could build bibles
I was just dreading to see the future
Now a nigga felt like Mekhi phifer
Big takers like I'm T.I.
But I'm Paul Walker cuz the drive nicer
Nigga
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
Whole lotta execution
You won't rest until I get my restitution
Had to dumb the shit down so it's less confusing
But my bitch say this shit sound like devil music
No it ain't devilish
I'm on some shit aye they gone all learn they lesson shit
Or put the green on your dawg on some relish shit
I'm the one thugging and making the section lit
Bussed down the face on a watch start embezzlin'
Damn
Why
I
Been
On
One
Drivebys out old of Hondas
But on one accord nigga blow sum
Niggas thought the fucking world ended
When they finally seen the fucking cold sun
Folks sending heat out the passenger seat
But my niggas still call it a cold front
Love me in person but hate me on Twitter
Watch my shit instant but diss me on Insta
I'm finsta find that location on Finsta
And then put my lil dawgs on your head like a filter
Niggas don't know I done made a militia
With half of the runts and like 3 packs of swisher
I'll beat your hoe down before I go diss her
Or put me a kid in her oven like Hitler
Bitch
Everything sight
Chicago Bulls in like 89
Y'all put everything on mics
Niggas bartenders cuz they bars tender
I need everything on ice
The op niggas they was hype beasts
I seen everything Offwhite
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
I ain't bout to beef on mics
If it's beef then it's beef on sight
Never losing sight on what fuck nigga planning
I'll be damn I even close my eyes
Held my straps while I paved my paths
Now I thinking I gotta change my life
Still down to blow it a young nigga tote it
Took my wrongs and I made em right
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Writer(s): Jacquarius Latimer
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