Why?
Uh
Been a minute since I hopped on a Banko beat
(Finesse season want the neck freezing)
Yeah
Uh
Man I'm feeling like I lost it nigga
Insomniac I'm so exhausted
Blow a 8th to the face, then I run to the cake
Yeah I need to get on my nigga
Had to move like a boss my nigga
Cause I seen the guys gettin time,
I seen the streets enough to see the lies
Big blunts, niggas shooting dice
It's always niggas in the area who moving spice
And wrong niggas do the most just to say they right, damn
I hate frauds and they way of life
I hate when niggas all talk and afraid to fight
These dumb broads go hard for me to lay the pipe
And niggas floss but they soft and they pay the price
Uh, I'm from the land of daily homicide
Llamas fly and these families get traumatized, damn
I did good with all that I could find,
and bottom line, you cross once
you forever picked a side
Uh, got cash, then let's make 10
It was unexpected the way I started bugging out
on my j lin
I'd rather stack then to make friends
I went broke, niggas joked but I still made the bank big
I talk big so I flow heavy
I'm so ready, bad thoughts don't phase me I go Freddy
I get this work, nigga, no Chevvy's
Bro deady,
when you talk make sure that you speaking steady
Depression ever since an adolescent
When I smoke my backwood flavor is always manischewitz
Since young I always had a blessing
More ambition then all the rest, was forever tested
I'm well invested
These niggas acting like they know the old me
You ain't my homie
cus to know me mean I'm still the old me
Uh, I stayed right, never went Ginobli
Chief Keef when I'm vibing, don't pass on my Kobe tho
Niggas ass, they don't blast,
they just act, they Ponochio
Get in some action and you know he fold
Fatal attractions happen and you know he told
You ain't built for this life, nigga no means no
You let him live cause you know he bro
You let him live and he broke street code
You let shit rock
You the typa nigga get popped
Stop,
you a sucka nigga, period
Never catch me near to them
I can tell a fronter nigga, I could tell who serious
I see thru appearances, a lot of niggas mirror shit
I could tell when niggas speaking facts or when they hearing shit
I'm staying to myself tryna stack it like a pyramid
Yeah
I wonder why
Been a minute since I hopped on a Banko beat
(Finesse season want the neck freezing)
Yeah
Uh
Man I'm feeling like I lost it nigga
Insomniac I'm so exhausted
Blow a 8th to the face, then I run to the cake
Yeah I need to get on my nigga
Had to move like a boss my nigga
Cause I seen the guys gettin time,
I seen the streets enough to see the lies
Big blunts, niggas shooting dice
It's always niggas in the area who moving spice
And wrong niggas do the most just to say they right, damn
I hate frauds and they way of life
I hate when niggas all talk and afraid to fight
These dumb broads go hard for me to lay the pipe
And niggas floss but they soft and they pay the price
Uh, I'm from the land of daily homicide
Llamas fly and these families get traumatized, damn
I did good with all that I could find,
and bottom line, you cross once
you forever picked a side
Uh, got cash, then let's make 10
It was unexpected the way I started bugging out
on my j lin
I'd rather stack then to make friends
I went broke, niggas joked but I still made the bank big
I talk big so I flow heavy
I'm so ready, bad thoughts don't phase me I go Freddy
I get this work, nigga, no Chevvy's
Bro deady,
when you talk make sure that you speaking steady
Depression ever since an adolescent
When I smoke my backwood flavor is always manischewitz
Since young I always had a blessing
More ambition then all the rest, was forever tested
I'm well invested
These niggas acting like they know the old me
You ain't my homie
cus to know me mean I'm still the old me
Uh, I stayed right, never went Ginobli
Chief Keef when I'm vibing, don't pass on my Kobe tho
Niggas ass, they don't blast,
they just act, they Ponochio
Get in some action and you know he fold
Fatal attractions happen and you know he told
You ain't built for this life, nigga no means no
You let him live cause you know he bro
You let him live and he broke street code
You let shit rock
You the typa nigga get popped
Stop,
you a sucka nigga, period
Never catch me near to them
I can tell a fronter nigga, I could tell who serious
I see thru appearances, a lot of niggas mirror shit
I could tell when niggas speaking facts or when they hearing shit
I'm staying to myself tryna stack it like a pyramid
Yeah
I wonder why
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