Snapped
Yo, if a nigga say I ain't snap on this joint
You gotta be hating
No cap
I should've been a cold-hearted nigga
Been through so much bullshit
But it only made me realer
Than these niggas who would've folded
Under the same type of pressure
But I still stood tall fear God nothing lesser
If my back against the wall
Then he leavin' on a stretcher
Cause that means it's me or him
And that decision takes no effort
When it's dog eats dog
You always gotta be the aggressor
And I got no problem doin' whatever it is I gotta do
Type of aim I got
You ain't gon' make it to the hospital
And you ain't see the red dot
Cause it's built into the optical
I'd rather box a nigga than to shoot him like these cops would do
But niggas be so pussy that they make that shit impossible
I just take his bitch
She treat my dick like a popsicle
Then I do the dash cause lovin' hoes is illogical
And that's word to the homies, yeah I keep it real
Cause too many niggas phony
Mannnn
I ain't claimin' to be a thug, but I damn sure ain't no pussy
And I'm far from a killer, man, but please don't push me
Yeah I'm new to the game but I ain't no rookie
A big head ass nigga nahh you can't overlook me
Been workin' hard all day I'm surprised I ain't musty
Cause I be in the booth like it's a gym
I work out set fire to that bitch and then I leave burnout
And your girl was there the heat fucked up her leaveout
She just want a chance with M C to figure me out
Now the kitty callin' my name
Swear I heard her say "meow"
Alright, I'm done being funny
It's back to the money
Sometimes I play stupid, Lord knows I ain't a dummy
Yeah I hustle with my classics
Faith is necessary but it's nothing without action
Tryna do it all on my own because I fuckin' hate askin'
If it needs to be I'ma get it done
I'm driven by my passion
Yeah, I got more bars than a prison, still I'm ten toes down
But in the stars is where we livin' I been goin' so hard
But they blind to my ambition
Don't ask me what's the move
Please just keep it pushin'
You too small minded to see my vision
But in the meantime fat asses I be grippin'
Cop some Henny and I'm sippin' love a hoe, make it trippin'
You soft niggas be sippin' Bad boy like the pistons
Like Isaiah I slay her
Word the Scotty, I been pimpin'
Since been pimpin' and I'm tryna see how high I can get
I'm tired of baby steps, nigga, I wanna fly out this bitch
Cause ain't a nan-nudda nigga who even close as legit
So shit, show me my competition
And I bet that I can top him, bruh
I'm what's really real, these other niggas just popular
I been in the field doin' do-nuts in my Chrysler
I say just what it is, I ain't cappin' bout my status bruh
I mind my own business
I'm just tryna stack my money up
I'm my competition, so don't think that you a challenger
I want the type of money that make me question what's a challenger
This shit gon' be a movie better run and grab your camera
I'm usually by my lonely niggas can't keep up with my stamina
Catch me with the gang cause them the only ones I do trust
You see us in the streets yeah you already know what's up
You already know we clutch
Who's there
Open the door bitch you know it's us
Lil nigga
Yeah yeah
It's the motherfuckin' don
Don't forget the M C
Please
You gotta be hating
No cap
I should've been a cold-hearted nigga
Been through so much bullshit
But it only made me realer
Than these niggas who would've folded
Under the same type of pressure
But I still stood tall fear God nothing lesser
If my back against the wall
Then he leavin' on a stretcher
Cause that means it's me or him
And that decision takes no effort
When it's dog eats dog
You always gotta be the aggressor
And I got no problem doin' whatever it is I gotta do
Type of aim I got
You ain't gon' make it to the hospital
And you ain't see the red dot
Cause it's built into the optical
I'd rather box a nigga than to shoot him like these cops would do
But niggas be so pussy that they make that shit impossible
I just take his bitch
She treat my dick like a popsicle
Then I do the dash cause lovin' hoes is illogical
And that's word to the homies, yeah I keep it real
Cause too many niggas phony
Mannnn
I ain't claimin' to be a thug, but I damn sure ain't no pussy
And I'm far from a killer, man, but please don't push me
Yeah I'm new to the game but I ain't no rookie
A big head ass nigga nahh you can't overlook me
Been workin' hard all day I'm surprised I ain't musty
Cause I be in the booth like it's a gym
I work out set fire to that bitch and then I leave burnout
And your girl was there the heat fucked up her leaveout
She just want a chance with M C to figure me out
Now the kitty callin' my name
Swear I heard her say "meow"
Alright, I'm done being funny
It's back to the money
Sometimes I play stupid, Lord knows I ain't a dummy
Yeah I hustle with my classics
Faith is necessary but it's nothing without action
Tryna do it all on my own because I fuckin' hate askin'
If it needs to be I'ma get it done
I'm driven by my passion
Yeah, I got more bars than a prison, still I'm ten toes down
But in the stars is where we livin' I been goin' so hard
But they blind to my ambition
Don't ask me what's the move
Please just keep it pushin'
You too small minded to see my vision
But in the meantime fat asses I be grippin'
Cop some Henny and I'm sippin' love a hoe, make it trippin'
You soft niggas be sippin' Bad boy like the pistons
Like Isaiah I slay her
Word the Scotty, I been pimpin'
Since been pimpin' and I'm tryna see how high I can get
I'm tired of baby steps, nigga, I wanna fly out this bitch
Cause ain't a nan-nudda nigga who even close as legit
So shit, show me my competition
And I bet that I can top him, bruh
I'm what's really real, these other niggas just popular
I been in the field doin' do-nuts in my Chrysler
I say just what it is, I ain't cappin' bout my status bruh
I mind my own business
I'm just tryna stack my money up
I'm my competition, so don't think that you a challenger
I want the type of money that make me question what's a challenger
This shit gon' be a movie better run and grab your camera
I'm usually by my lonely niggas can't keep up with my stamina
Catch me with the gang cause them the only ones I do trust
You see us in the streets yeah you already know what's up
You already know we clutch
Who's there
Open the door bitch you know it's us
Lil nigga
Yeah yeah
It's the motherfuckin' don
Don't forget the M C
Please
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Writer(s): Quinttrevious Mcdonald
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