[Intro: King Von]
Nah
Von
Von
[Verse 1: King Von]
Wear the same size shoes and you still can't fit that (You can’t)
We ain't see you in a minute, where you been at? (Where you been?)
Niggas post up outside, we gon' spin that (Spin)
And if I got the wheel, just sit back
Chain ain’t real, lil' nigga where you get that? (What, huh?)
If they gift that, gift 'em they get back (Back)
You don't get that, Von with the get back
Niggas claim shit splat, then they got his shit splat (Boom, boom, boom)
I want the body shipped to me in gift wrap
[Verse 2: THF Sasa]
Sa The General, you copy you get that (Yeah)
My niggas be killin', they with that
I fucked her, you come get your bitch back (Get that bitch)
No, I don't lovе these hoes, yеah
I'ma go hard for my bros, yeah
All my niggas gon' blow, yeah
Shoutout the foenem from the O, yeah (Lil Von)
I’m taking these drugs, just to ease the pain
I lost my bro, long live Raheem
I was locked in the cell, yeah
Won’t be gettin' no mail, yeah
Had to be quiet, watch what you say, these niggas gon’ tell (6K, yeah)
They don't know how I feel, yeah
Tryna change this smell, damn
Gotta take care of my children, yeah
[Verse 3: King Von]
Von
But shit ain't the same no more (Nah)
Niggas got guns, they ain't lame no more (Nah)
Niggas just shoot, they don’t aim no more (Nah)
Gotta tell 'em how you feel, where the pain gon' go? (Damn, damn, damn)
Damn
You ain't got the chain no more? (Nah, nah)
Damn, I think a nigga changed yo' flow (Nah, nah)
Get into it with a nigga, prolly change his hoe
Then Uber to the crib and change my clothes
[Verse 4: THF Sasa]
Von, we ain't got opps no more
We ain't gotta stand on blocks no more
But we still gotta tote them Glocks on bro
Fuck that, go up 50k for a show, mmm
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