(Turn me up, YC)
(SkyDiddy)
Look at Bagg, think he puttin' on
He really ain't that hard, I just like a couple songs
He only make music if it's a social media trend
Heard they ain't did shit to the niggas 'posed to kill his friends
He rich enough to drop a bag, why they ain't up the score?
That nigga ain't livin' gangster, he just rappin', CB4
You see he left his baby mama for that IG ho
Is all that true? (Somebody told me that shit, I don't know)
Stop goin' off what they say, nigga
They talk about you when you got a name (That's the game)
Soon as you get some money, they gon' say you changed (For some fame)
At first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (Went our separate ways)
Killed my lil' dawg and that shit broke my heart (Life ain't been the same)
Stand on my ten everywhere I go ('Where I go)
Today might be that day, nigga, you never know (Never know)
Went around the world and put on for my hood (Walker Home)
Once I get my word, then it's overstood
Hard to stay focus at the same time handle this smoke (Balance)
Can't get tricked out this shit, some years ago I was just poor
You ain't even know, I was on go
Could've lost it all, never lost hope
Lately, I be fresh and I don't even post
I'm a beast, but, they callin' me a G.O.A.T. (Bagg)
Fuck 'round get yo' feelings hurt, stick yo' nose in my business (Nigga)
How you mad 'bout my decision? I don't need no supervision (At all)
You can't name no nigga that done this shit like I done did it (I'll wait)
Jumped in the game with no feelings, still ain't got love for niggas
I'm loaded, one-point-five, count through it sittin' on the floor (Right now, right now)
Just added on some more, for sure
I was stackin' up, went ghost
Eight-figure nigga, now, I used to have insufficient funds
I'm smokin' Gumbo with this bitch, this shit killin' her lungs
Don't want no handshake, that's fake, I better not hug a nigga
You could be doin' everything right, they still gon' judge a nigga (Fuck 'em)
Gon' keep a gun on me for life, I ain't tryna wrestle with ya (Period)
Know I'm fucked up, you see a cup every time I take a picture (Serious)
That drink on me bad (Wock')
'Member they put me last (Dumbass)
Niggas snakin', so, three times a week I cut my grass (Low)
Just 'case it get ugly (What?), you gotta keep somethin' stashed (How much?)
It ain't shit to post no money, there go five hundred cash (Catch up)
Sendin' messages through my nigga, she miss me real bad (Haha)
Misery love company, she callin' from my past (Hello?)
Tryna reach out to me (Uh-uh)
Bitch, you gotta book me (Rockstar)
Two, three million just in jewelry, you can't overlook me
Even if you tired, ayy
They talk about you when you got a name (That's the game)
Soon as you get some money, they gon' say you changed (For some fame)
At first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (Went our separate ways)
Killed my lil' dawg and that shit broke my heart (Life ain't been the same)
Stand on my ten everywhere I go ('Where I go)
Today might be that day, nigga, you never know (Never know)
Went around the world and put on for my hood (Walker Home)
Once I get my word, then it's overstood
Renamed and orchestrated the brand, they tried to infiltrate
You might be Bread Gang, but you ain't Loaf Boys
If all else fails, I still got re-up money in the floorboards
Spent yours impressin' hoes, now you ain't got shit to show for it (Makin' no noise)
I'm knowin' you niggas don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you either (Likewise)
I don't owe you niggas nothin', I met you through my people (My niggas)
Ice on me like glaciers, light up like a strip in Vegas
VV hit like lasers, I got commas, punctuation (Pages)
Pockets fat, my dreads nappy
On the four, I'm real cranky
Over here, who said I can't be?
Truth be told, you niggas prankin'
Better not leave yo' car runnin', they boppin' in the city (Memphis)
Pop my shit, I'm gettin' it (Gave it)
Twist yo' block, we spinnin' (Sprayed it)
Go, too much tension in the street, that's why these bodies pilin' (Up)
All black that Blackout, three hundred cars, a moment of silence (Shh)
You probably heard that money changed him, he just make it look good
You probably heard that he a ho and can't go back to his hood (Never)
Meanwhile, I'm pourin' fours up (Daily)
They gon' talk about you whether you doin' good or bad (Whatever)
I rather pull off in a foreign and leave 'em in the past (Skrrt)
Y'all know my heart, if I fuck with you, I give you my last
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