(Ayo Cozy, fuck 'em niggas up, man)
Niggas ain't livin' the life that they hollin'
Be choosing and pickin' when real shit applyin'
If you ain't go do shit, keep bringin' up violence
You making the rules, but don't even abide them
Boy, ain't cool to be a fool, got a problem
You showin' your tooth, 'cause you know you ain't shot him
Bitch, I'm a rider, I jump on that water head first like an expert, fuckin' it I'm divin'
I hate a nigga who play like a killer, but when they run into one, it ain't no issue
Boy, all this tough talk, dog, now you hush mouth naw, nigga start get to bangin' your pistol
Nigga, you faking, I'm waiting for you to stand on all of that gangsta shit that you be claimin'
The picture you paintin', the image you niggas portrayin', not you with it, but picking faces
Don't let me find out you snitching on cases
How you bond out for a blick on probation
I don't say nothin till them niggas say shit
I don't know I'm just different dog I can't explain it
Is it cause I'm richer than y'all why they hatin?
They don't understand, shit was part of the plan
Whatever you doing, I'm stoppin' yo man
Every fuck-nigga should feel the FN
Runnin' up rackays, they calling me daddy
Ho I know you nasty, fuckin' on BackPage
Bust down Patek, ain't talkin' 'bout the watch
Bust down the Patek, me and perky in the alley
Really be worried about niggas a lot
I think you faggot, gay, happy
Light up your block, now you're gang in a ashtray
Pull up, spray, escape, cascade
Now I like Trish, I drink it raw
I ain't trying to diss, now taste is Glock
Obviously, it was a party this week, from the way they slumped, they be takin shots
In a minute, this shit finna switch, I've been chillin', but I ain't the one to predict
I'm telling you, bitch, she's easy, she see me drip in the whip, now she jumpin' on dick
Penthouse, money all on the floor
What's that? I smell gun smoke
Fifteen bricks and I don't know
Tick-tick-tick-tick, I'ma blow
Gave the bitch dick, now she want mo'
"Hold on real quick", she like, "Hell no"
Gave the bitch dick, now she want mo'
Ain't ain't no nut in me left when I step out the door
Bad that's why I get you bags
Bad they on my drip real bad
(Bad) That's why i be so nice
Keep what you owe me now I need yo' life
Damn, my lil' ho, she could be yo wife
Long as she bad ain't really no type
Vulture of course stay high stay fly
They on my drip 'cause I'm lit they dry
Make that money fly, this for you Pumpkin' Pie
She so fuckin' fly, I see you, butterfly
You so fuckin' fine, so fuckin' fine, I love you like
I'm go bust my fire straight cut up 'fore my my mother cry
Run the check up high as ever pressure bust a pipe
Half these niggas ain't battle tested, they ain't never had a fight
As a adolescent I been missin' milk and Sprite
Drankin' baby bottle lean, and wake up Halloween
Niggas ain't livin' the life that they hollin'
Be choosing and pickin' when real shit applyin'
If you ain't go do shit, keep bringin' up violence
You making the rules, but don't even abide them
Boy, ain't cool to be a fool, got a problem
You showin' your tooth, 'cause you know you ain't shot him
Bitch, I'm a rider, I jump on that water head first like an expert, fuckin' it I'm divin'
I hate a nigga who play like a killer, but when they run into one, it ain't no issue
Boy, all this tough talk, dog, now you hush mouth naw, nigga start get to bangin' your pistol
Nigga, you faking, I'm waiting for you to stand on all of that gangsta shit that you be claimin'
The picture you paintin', the image you niggas portrayin', not you
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