Probably Not

[Chorus] Got a couple goons here with me in the spot Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot Don’t you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got They asked me if I changed ways, probably not [Verse] I got niggas sitting up doing time, they in the box I remember on that block, I been what's fly, I'm fuckin’ thots Niggas talkin' like they with this shit, they wasn't sellin' rocks Niggas talkin' like they wit' this shit, they never get no gwuap Why you talking hot? We could spin the block, this off the top, fuck the shit i wrote This shit ain't no joke, a nigga run up on me, pistol through his throat I'ma take his life, leave him at thе light These niggas talking like thеy with this shits, I see him, it’s on sight And my future lookin’ bright, I'm tryna get to different levels Angel on one shoulder, on the other side the Devil Niggas talking like they with this shit, shit they ain’t on my level 'Bout to cop a Richard mil', flooded on the bezel Fuck the opps, them niggas meddle Ain't nothin’ I'm tryna settle Fuck around, I get 'em gone, call Brodie like, "What's the schedule?" Corny, I call the kettle Knew I was something special Fell in love with the studio, shit, I'm happy I met you I'm a real one, speaking from them trenches I got niggas locked down behind the fences (I'm a real one, real one, speaking from them trenches) (I got niggas locked down behind the fences) I done moved my mom out the hood to a better place Did a couple things but no slackin', time to elevate Niggas hate but in reality I know I'm living great I'on care, I bet you wish you had a better faith Pickin' up the pace, I don't care to lose the ones who can't relate I'm grateful like a mother fucker, I don't celebrate Onna paper chase, it's gon' be a problem if my paper late Day-to-day, I been bustin' sweat out like it's labor day I'm workin' hard, in the studio, steady on my grind Money on my mind, this shit got me on a different time Overtime, 24/7, it's a colder mind Head-ups any situation you ain't fold mine Talkin' on the gram, all jacks 'til we slide through 4-5 bullets through ya' back, you gon' die too Realize you don't really want smoke, I advise you We really live it, I can't tell you what the guys do Free my nigga Mini Mack, he shoot shit, he like 5'2 Claimin' what you didn't do, you pussy I despise you Rather have a rival than have a fake friend I been through some shit that I won't ever do again I'm still riding 'til the end, loyalty no pretend If I call you my brother then you blood fuck a friend Got some new shit that extend, if a nigga tryna run me, oh no, got up, oh no [Chorus] Got a couple goons here with me in the spot Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot Don't you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got They asked me if I changed ways, probably not