Frisbee (feat. 24Heavy)

I'm tryna send dem shots until they dizzy
Better know what goes around come back around like a frisbee
Think umma let a nigga play wit my bread u gotta be kiddin' me
Still havin old blood on his hand dis shit get filthy, yah
I done seen dem walls caving in i ain't afraid, like what is fear
U know how hard i had to go to get here
Mr talk of the town every beat u touch u walk it down
Fye on me now, lettem play and they get piped down
Ok now
I can still get at it still
I still tote my ratchet still
Niggas steady cappin still
Streets just like da battlefield
All da work be vacuum sealed
It ain't got no smell on it
Neck piece cost like 20thou
Touch it, dats another problem
Opp nigga, u da type to tell em dat u shot niggas
U da type of nigga work da door sitting at da spot nigga
I couldn't, i couldn't turn my back dat shit ain't thoroughbred
U get hit for flinching dis new glizzy make ya world end, yeah
We get on dat stupid shit fa sum
Bullets stick like glue on dem a sum
We just put a 50 on a drum
Shawty dem they do this shit for fun
Shawty dem might chase u if u runnn
I'm tryna send dem shots until they dizzy
Better know what goes around come back around like a frisbee
Think umma let a nigga play wit my bread u gotta be kiddin' me
Still havin old blood on his hand dis shit get filthy, yah
I done seen dem walls caving in i ain't afraid, like what is fear
U know how hard i had to go to get here
Mr talk of the town every beat u touch u walk it down
Fye on me now, lettem play and they get piped down
Ok, i feed em bait
Bumpin like a 808
Got a 100 sum hoes on my line i feel like flavor flav
Dey treat me like a don when i slide thru
Serve em like a drive thru
Had to pull my demons out da closet but i ain't try to
And u gone try who
Even if u book me for yo club i gotta get my fye thru
And u gotta be careful wit dem switches, u a kill em when youn try to
U can send yo best man wit da best plan, he a die too send em back in a box too
Niggas asthmatic, they don't want no smoke wit me umma bad habit
And when u see long term opportunities u gotta dash at it
Racks inside my backpack on da way to da bank, laugh at em
I'm tryna send dem shots until they dizzy
Better know what goes around come back around like a frisbee
Think umma let a nigga play wit my bread u gotta be kiddin' me
Still havin old blood on his hand dis shit get filthy, yah
I done seen dem walls caving in i ain't afraid, like what is fear
U know how hard i had to go to get here
Mr talk of the town every beat u touch u walk it down
Fye on me now, lettem play and they get piped down