[Intro]
"In life there are people who make things"
"And then there are other people who take things"
"My own would be a taker, but I also can be a breaker"
"But never ever a faker"
"You follow?"
(CYoung on the beat)
[Verse 1]
Can’t see to go about my life and live it happily
Cause every time I do them demons just keep coming back to me
Don't got it on him? And he lonely? Then im whackin him
And stand over and look at him while he in agony
I wеnt from balling in the field to doing kick flips
To sagging buckets all out through thе suckers doing sick shit
Just give me dollars and i'm solid, I don’t need fame
Im not your baby anymore mama, I seen things
Bandit got out started rapping now they notice cuz
Remember when they laughed cause I rap nd' now the joke is up
Its fun nd' games until the [?] start to click, pow
He never out? We breaking in his house like "Who a bitch now"?
Bitch is plenty of envy when niggas start to shine
Tryna pop a sucker for my brother but they hard to find
It don’t mean he popped a nigga cause he said he did
You can really lose your life over some petty shit
You really miss your dead homie then go and dig him up
Walk up and put that lead on him, before I finish cuz
That one nigga was mad, he couldn’t get his pole back
Bitch im with killers whos only hobby is soul snatch
Bro you lackin we just passed him on my mackin
Spin it back and get it cracking, see the Johnnys and we dashing ey
He be cappin in his rappin like he active
See on my mackin, I might crack it if I acted
I hopped in the streets and hopped up off the skateboard
I noticed when you speak less, then niggas like to hate more
You said you think my music fire? What’s your name gorgeous?
She like the gold up on my neck and I ain't paid for it
All they do is just mimic and copy how we move
Them bitch is poets and taekwondo and karate too
Ask where you from? You said the 1? My nigga come again
I ain't gon lie, my first mission? I couldn’t stomach it
I took losses but shit fuck it, that’s how the streets go
She told me don’t bring a 40? Bitch I don’t think so
I'm being friendly with the features, then its 5 franklins
That nigga bandit ain't the same brodie that time changed him
You get stripped for your only blicky or new ice
I bet i'll devastate dozens if you let me shoot twice
What up crodie? My name bandit, so what’s your shoe size?
Where i'm from everybody throw up a 2 5
We catch a smigo with his people, we gon pop em too
You said you on the verge of leaving, bitch what’s stopping you?
Loud on net but be quiet when I be walking through
We out his neck, we gon find out who he was talking to
Im tryna fuck her off the perky it’s the best sex
But if we do the no no, I have her screaming “Yes, yes”
Come to the V's then somebody leaving on fox news
I swear I had that nigga Fendi, but he got loose
Come alone, leave the clothes at home; you won't need none
You get stressed on the West for thinking the streets fun
Im tryna go and make a mess, you tryna make a post
Keep doing the same shit, you gon' get the same results
I stand on business, it get wicked when its crunch time
Find you a hood that fuck with you, cause you ain't from mine
These niggas actin' like they steppers, nd' they really not
Ain't got no time to go back nd' forth with no silly thot
