Get Got
Is it the next one down?
I got, I got
I got shooters out here lookin for somebody they can get
I got haters out here watchin me
just wanting me to slip
I seen people get fucked over
I seen people poppin shit
But I ain't seen myself as sober in a muh fuckin grip
I got problems, I got demons
But I keep to to myself
I got people tryin to fix me
I don't need your fuckin help
I got targets on my back
Got some prices on my head
Got some people I don't like
That probably like to see me dead
Got a plug across the country
Bout to ship it UPS
People hating on me don't know
Where I'm moving next
I got fifty fucking reasons why you
Need to be impressed, but uh
I ain't even gotta flex
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
Every now and then I start to wonder
Why my conscience don't exist
Never not gon be that person
Who might rock you in your shit
Ain't gon like what's bout to happen
So you might just wanna split
Cuz you might have some possessions
That I'd like to go and get (hold up)
Big bank pull up and the
Lil thang stoppin
Bank account zero
But your wrist game poppin
Now your clothes bloody with some
Shit stains on it
Let that be a lesson
That you better just say nothin
I got people that be tryin to
Keep their business on the hush
I got all these hoes behind me
While I'm kickin up the dust
Oh you didn't think that shit
Was gon be different cuz of us
Guess you must of forgot about who I was
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
I wasn't tryin to make it
Just got sick of bein broke
Ain't got nothin I'm ashamed of
When I had to stay afloat
So I dare somebody try and
Come and take me for a joke
Thought I heard somebody say you wanted smoke
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
I got, I got
I got shooters out here lookin for somebody they can get
I got haters out here watchin me
just wanting me to slip
I seen people get fucked over
I seen people poppin shit
But I ain't seen myself as sober in a muh fuckin grip
I got problems, I got demons
But I keep to to myself
I got people tryin to fix me
I don't need your fuckin help
I got targets on my back
Got some prices on my head
Got some people I don't like
That probably like to see me dead
Got a plug across the country
Bout to ship it UPS
People hating on me don't know
Where I'm moving next
I got fifty fucking reasons why you
Need to be impressed, but uh
I ain't even gotta flex
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
Every now and then I start to wonder
Why my conscience don't exist
Never not gon be that person
Who might rock you in your shit
Ain't gon like what's bout to happen
So you might just wanna split
Cuz you might have some possessions
That I'd like to go and get (hold up)
Big bank pull up and the
Lil thang stoppin
Bank account zero
But your wrist game poppin
Now your clothes bloody with some
Shit stains on it
Let that be a lesson
That you better just say nothin
I got people that be tryin to
Keep their business on the hush
I got all these hoes behind me
While I'm kickin up the dust
Oh you didn't think that shit
Was gon be different cuz of us
Guess you must of forgot about who I was
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
I wasn't tryin to make it
Just got sick of bein broke
Ain't got nothin I'm ashamed of
When I had to stay afloat
So I dare somebody try and
Come and take me for a joke
Thought I heard somebody say you wanted smoke
Now what you wanna do (huh)
What you tryin to say (huh)
I thought you bitches knew
You should walk the other way
Cuz you can fuck around and
Get got
You don't wanna step a foot on
This block
So if you wanna know what
I'm bout
Then you can fuck around and
Find out
Fuck around and get
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Writer(s): Trevor Sullivan
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