Broken Bonds
Ain't no gangbanger, but I know niggas who'll take a nigga head off of me
Ain't shit sweet on this side, cause I told you boys don't play with me
Speak on shit that you don't know, play my games, can't control everything I do
Y'all niggas hate bro, I just let that shit go
Bitch, it's all facts, no cap, you ain't really living like that
How the fuck you went from teaching me to sitting in the back
Lost some real niggas to some bitch niggas, and that shit still don't sit right with me
You can speak all them words, but I'm so gangsta, I move quietly
Ducking us, surprisingly, hearts filled with anxiety
They be capping on the internet, but swear to God that they loving me
End it when you want, I just bring gas to the flame
Niggas stab me in my back, I swear I never do the same
Been carrying all this damn weight, I cut them niggas out the frame
Can't be no niggas with no bitch niggas, they'll use my name in vain
Don't know why broke niggas make me the topic
Recipe, they tend to copy
20 racks take off like rocket, to invest in y'all out of pocket
Bad bitch, I bought that body
Freak in the night, but ah eat off molly
All these verses, nobody can stop me
Hang with shooters like the army
Keep a stick when I sleep, I know my opps, they never rest
First chance, they get the push, and I'ma put three to the chest
See, I just step back and I listen, man, all my diamonds glistening
Your bitch, she in my DMs, and she getting all attention
She need that fucking fixin', so she came straight to the source
See your mindset like a Tahoe, I'm taking off in that Porsche
I'm going down on my chopper like I'm Kobe
Ain't yo bitch, you can't control me
Why these niggas think they know me
Base their lyrics off the Old me
On a private jet, you know I'm next
I'll fuck your main and I fuck your ex
All these words, I tend to speak
Niggas taking L's, guaranteed
Ratchet bitch, she needing me
She know she just been missing me
Tryna fuck, just wait and see
Pussy niggas, then woke the beast
Number one, I feel elite
After this, I feel complete
Can't measure up, can't fuck with me
Stepped out on my own, y'all niggas lame, y'all niggas green
Started all this clout chasing, I hit you in your spleen
I see I just gotta move on, last too long
Smaller circle, my niggas stay strong
Die easy, your bitch moved on
Benz parked in a brand new home
Shit's recipe for disaster
All them lies, they didn't matter
You played the role, you a perfect actor
Last page of my brand new chapter
Chasing dreams, not chasing clout
My backstory with different routes
God planted seeds, he made me sprout
This is what life is all about
Broken bonds on fake news
On Twitter fingers, that's all you
Can't believe it's really been two years
You niggas still think shit's true
No time for diss, no time for games
The way I bleed, you can the same
I know you really just want that flame
But here's the thing, we don't step the same
My mindset been woke
Ever since you niggas then did me wrong
The last time I spoke about it
Was the same night that you dropped that song
On the racetrack, let me hear that
Speak about the past, Ion hear facts
Hear a lot of lies, can't comprehend
Way it flow, I really can't pretend
My mind stuck on the racetrack
I let it go and you bring it back
You doing this for the internet
But niggas ain't really hearing that
Niggas really been testing me
Can't let them niggas get the best of me
By God's will, my soul to speak
This final chapter to old me
Maybe I was, maybe I was wrong
Ain't shit sweet on this side, cause I told you boys don't play with me
Speak on shit that you don't know, play my games, can't control everything I do
Y'all niggas hate bro, I just let that shit go
Bitch, it's all facts, no cap, you ain't really living like that
How the fuck you went from teaching me to sitting in the back
Lost some real niggas to some bitch niggas, and that shit still don't sit right with me
You can speak all them words, but I'm so gangsta, I move quietly
Ducking us, surprisingly, hearts filled with anxiety
They be capping on the internet, but swear to God that they loving me
End it when you want, I just bring gas to the flame
Niggas stab me in my back, I swear I never do the same
Been carrying all this damn weight, I cut them niggas out the frame
Can't be no niggas with no bitch niggas, they'll use my name in vain
Don't know why broke niggas make me the topic
Recipe, they tend to copy
20 racks take off like rocket, to invest in y'all out of pocket
Bad bitch, I bought that body
Freak in the night, but ah eat off molly
All these verses, nobody can stop me
Hang with shooters like the army
Keep a stick when I sleep, I know my opps, they never rest
First chance, they get the push, and I'ma put three to the chest
See, I just step back and I listen, man, all my diamonds glistening
Your bitch, she in my DMs, and she getting all attention
She need that fucking fixin', so she came straight to the source
See your mindset like a Tahoe, I'm taking off in that Porsche
I'm going down on my chopper like I'm Kobe
Ain't yo bitch, you can't control me
Why these niggas think they know me
Base their lyrics off the Old me
On a private jet, you know I'm next
I'll fuck your main and I fuck your ex
All these words, I tend to speak
Niggas taking L's, guaranteed
Ratchet bitch, she needing me
She know she just been missing me
Tryna fuck, just wait and see
Pussy niggas, then woke the beast
Number one, I feel elite
After this, I feel complete
Can't measure up, can't fuck with me
Stepped out on my own, y'all niggas lame, y'all niggas green
Started all this clout chasing, I hit you in your spleen
I see I just gotta move on, last too long
Smaller circle, my niggas stay strong
Die easy, your bitch moved on
Benz parked in a brand new home
Shit's recipe for disaster
All them lies, they didn't matter
You played the role, you a perfect actor
Last page of my brand new chapter
Chasing dreams, not chasing clout
My backstory with different routes
God planted seeds, he made me sprout
This is what life is all about
Broken bonds on fake news
On Twitter fingers, that's all you
Can't believe it's really been two years
You niggas still think shit's true
No time for diss, no time for games
The way I bleed, you can the same
I know you really just want that flame
But here's the thing, we don't step the same
My mindset been woke
Ever since you niggas then did me wrong
The last time I spoke about it
Was the same night that you dropped that song
On the racetrack, let me hear that
Speak about the past, Ion hear facts
Hear a lot of lies, can't comprehend
Way it flow, I really can't pretend
My mind stuck on the racetrack
I let it go and you bring it back
You doing this for the internet
But niggas ain't really hearing that
Niggas really been testing me
Can't let them niggas get the best of me
By God's will, my soul to speak
This final chapter to old me
Maybe I was, maybe I was wrong
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Writer(s): Jordan Winford
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