Huh, yeah (Everything Mvjor), I like that
Let me talk my shit
I don't speak on nothin' twice 'cause I'm knowin' right from wrong
Might forgive the shit you did, but we ain't gon' never get along
Ain't fuckin' with him
Know you heard, they tried to block me from my songs
Special tryna keep the peace, I was tryna get them niggas gone
Lil' pussy nigga, what you say? Better watch yo' fuckin' tone
Boy, I'm in to that, get it back, tinted black, twelve shots from the chrome
Cell block, county jail, all alone, better know I'm out here strong
Boy, get yo' brother 'fore I have them people call yo' mama phone
And she pick up like, "Who is this?" Yo' baby ain't gon' make it home
M'am, he's been shot, a .762 went inside his fuckin' dome
I ain't tryna be no gangster, I'm just tryna feed my own
But y'all paint me out to be 'cause y'all done heard a couple songs, that's crazy
Bet my block go crazy, bet they try to cop my cadence, bet they try to watch my baby
Copped the watch for times I waited
Tried to take me, but I skated
Cae done made it out
Y'all wanted beef, that boy deceased, go take a safer route
I signed for more
Could've spinned the block at ten o'clock, I guess I'm findin' growth
Opps keep talkin' 'bout the score, man, y'all niggas ain't on the board
I'm gettin' bored, I gotta go
This that real Don Dada flow
Free the slime, it feel like I done died before, come on (Come on)
Sittin' here, guess I didn't make bail, got time and a story to tell Started when I was nine years old, woke up, my feelings long gone
Man, fuck you mean?
I ain't have no clear defense when we at odds, you come for me
Who the fuck gon' come for me?
Dot my I's and cross my T's
You cut me now when I won't bleed
Pray to God, drop to my knees, but it's a demon on my sleeves
My baby lowkey throw up , huh
Baby, know she throw up C's
She fed up and finna leave
I grab the knob and told that bitch do what she please
They time the clock, Cae, time to drop, well, off that top I slide with ease
Them boys some killers, slide with ease
At twenty-three, no stoppin' me, bitch (Bitch)
Sittin' here, guess I didn't make bail, got time and a story to tell Started when I was nine years old, woke up, my feelings long gone
Ha, pussy, haha
Ayy, when y'all niggas get to talkin' 'bout G.O.A.Ts, huh, don't mention me
We sacrifice goats, cut them niggas head off
Yeah, ayy, I'ma tell you one time, it ain't gon' never be another me or nothin' like it
Cae, Haiti, go (Go)
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