Bomb First
I f*cked it up for all of us, and I admit dat
Baby stole a whole 100 yards I need my sh*t back
I really made some bad decisions
Death threats incoming call from prison
Bro streets ain't the same no more, nobody listen
Therapy a bill but shit I miss it
Barely even trust I opened up to my sister
And they just think I'm trippin'
I'm paranoid ptsd but my bank account healthy they overlook it
Maybe he rookie
Gold papers cookies, broke down when a n*gga gone
Where they gone where they gone put me, candler road
Paraphernalia so we driving slow, not a killer but don't push me
Push down the pain, hustle if it's stormy or it's rain
Got so much sh*t rattling in my brain, upgraded my chain
No blinkers while I'm in my lane
Just gimme money you can keep the fame
I ain't never said I'm perfect, but I know a n*gga worth it
On purpose, I can't stop working
B*tch you a flirt, got it out the dirt
I know my worth now, just bomb first, cause they gone hurt you
Bomb first ... Cause you know that they gone hurt you
Yes indeed, they gonna hurt you
Bomb first ... I got it out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
Super gold my teeth, nobody believed in me, only keeping G's with me
B*tches knowing my steeze, staying all on my P's tho
Diamonds hit they freeze
Make shit look easy, benzo on my keys, stay down with me oh
Baby you gone stay down, all my n*ggas you gone stay down
Know that we gone have to bomb first with it
Told my young n*gga to focus he losing vision
Pops got me worried don't wanna switch how he living
God keep me with it I get it I always give it
Most n*ggas I encounter can't take this tension
Kids mama trippin' stack 6 figures, push down the pain
Everything I step on got flame
Bitches know that cool club shit bang
Eastside that's gang, switch the buss down for the plain
Won't never say I'll do it if I can't
I ain't never said I'm perfect, but I know a n*gga worth it
On purpose, I can't stop working
B*tch you a flirt, got it out the dirt
I know my worth now, just bomb first, cause they gone hurt you
Bomb first ... Cause you know that they gone hurt you
Yes indeed, they gonna hurt you
Bomb first ... I got it out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
Baby stole a whole 100 yards I need my sh*t back
I really made some bad decisions
Death threats incoming call from prison
Bro streets ain't the same no more, nobody listen
Therapy a bill but shit I miss it
Barely even trust I opened up to my sister
And they just think I'm trippin'
I'm paranoid ptsd but my bank account healthy they overlook it
Maybe he rookie
Gold papers cookies, broke down when a n*gga gone
Where they gone where they gone put me, candler road
Paraphernalia so we driving slow, not a killer but don't push me
Push down the pain, hustle if it's stormy or it's rain
Got so much sh*t rattling in my brain, upgraded my chain
No blinkers while I'm in my lane
Just gimme money you can keep the fame
I ain't never said I'm perfect, but I know a n*gga worth it
On purpose, I can't stop working
B*tch you a flirt, got it out the dirt
I know my worth now, just bomb first, cause they gone hurt you
Bomb first ... Cause you know that they gone hurt you
Yes indeed, they gonna hurt you
Bomb first ... I got it out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
Super gold my teeth, nobody believed in me, only keeping G's with me
B*tches knowing my steeze, staying all on my P's tho
Diamonds hit they freeze
Make shit look easy, benzo on my keys, stay down with me oh
Baby you gone stay down, all my n*ggas you gone stay down
Know that we gone have to bomb first with it
Told my young n*gga to focus he losing vision
Pops got me worried don't wanna switch how he living
God keep me with it I get it I always give it
Most n*ggas I encounter can't take this tension
Kids mama trippin' stack 6 figures, push down the pain
Everything I step on got flame
Bitches know that cool club shit bang
Eastside that's gang, switch the buss down for the plain
Won't never say I'll do it if I can't
I ain't never said I'm perfect, but I know a n*gga worth it
On purpose, I can't stop working
B*tch you a flirt, got it out the dirt
I know my worth now, just bomb first, cause they gone hurt you
Bomb first ... Cause you know that they gone hurt you
Yes indeed, they gonna hurt you
Bomb first ... I got it out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
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