First M

Southside shit (22, Ay) First M, Imma split with my fucking crew I never bragged about the shit that I was 'post to do Yeah I love you lil' bitch but hoe I'm tired of you I just made it to the city bring the Gary through I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you I'm in here buying what I want [?] They call me up in Manhattan, they send the pics through I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due You wonder how I changed on you shit I never cared I never play by the rules cuz it was never fair If you ain't going all the way then don't take it there All you niggas out here telling that's why you got me scared Ain't no nigga that I just met that's my right hand On the road blowin' wood tippin ain't no weed man I don't sell it but my nigga right here got the P's in Hittin it from the back, off good drank, make her knees bend Sittin in the spot, snapping shit like it's teezin' Before I graduated I did ten off of Netspend's On the phone in class, my shit rung more than a bag did The way you niggas out here dick sucking get your nails did I don't want your pussy baby can you put your head down? Foes making money out this shit I told my mans bout it And I love that new money stick, know what I'm talking 'bout Would've gave the world to you, bitch you just had to doubt me First M, Imma split with my fucking crew I never bragged about the shit that I was 'post to do Yeah I love you lil' bitch but hoe I'm tired of you I just made it to the city bring the Gary through I should've seen that shit coming that's the bitch in you I'm in here buying what I want [?] They call me up in Manhattan, they send the pics through I've been up since 7 this morning I got a package due All the love that I showed I never got it back I can't run from no nigga I got too many straps He was tricking off your bag tryna hit that rep Shit she fucking up my fit plus she know my rep Me and Dame just dropped the fighters I know damn loud My phone ringing 972 they doing for head time Johnny blew his wrist but he slow he can't tell time Hot box the rental I don't care if it smell out Smoke a lot of weed I should buy it by the bell now I told her only hicks yesterday she wore your boy out Heard you wrote a statement and they still ain't let boy out I have to buy another one today people want my scale out Niggas in the way I been in punch I seen you out Niggas talk the road but they the driver on the hit now Nah I put my trust in you I ain't expect for you to let me down And I went and got every dollar, it wasn't handed out And I got the sauce lil nigga I can't give you none And there's some money over here, go and get you some And I'm done talking 'bout that bands I won't give you one And I never tripped off no L I just stepped it up Southside shit