[Intro]
Im loyal to everybody, you know what I'm sayin, my brothers, my family, the streets
Only thing, the streets ain’t loyal to me
(Yeah)
[Verse 1]
When I pray, head on the rug
I know murderers sell drugs
I know hoes who sell pussy, but me I'll never judge
I'm at top golf with a slut
Lamborghini kit on the truck
I went high speed by Lenox, either that or leave the gun
All my day ones make bond
You get money, it make it fun
I get mad at all my hoes, I hit the stu and make a song
I’m Smurk bitch im the one
Ask your nigga where he from
Left my gun outside the mosque, I gotta take that up with God
ATL like I'm Rashad
Two years in, I beat my charge
Made it out, I thank Allah
Why Pluto get in that car
Ain't no Wok, I'm drinking par
Niggas mad I made it far
Nigga tried to reach for my chain, ima up my shit and fa
Threat behind you, you can't fall
He like Percocets with the ‘nyl
Free Nine, Brodie gon call
I'll never say we involved
Let the D.A do they job
Rice street I did whatever, I'll never do that in Cobb (county, uh)
[Chorus]
I'm sipping lean like I got fevers
I was taking all these drugs, I’m fighting demons
I regret giving them bum hoes my semen
Don’t turn your back on your day ones bro I seen it
Told the last bitch I loved her but I ain't mean it
She asked me can she snort some coke off my penis
New Bottega boots just fucked up my achilles
Ain’t no paperwork he snitching off agreements
[Verse 2]
I could turn a good bitch a whore for that money
Had to go to court I took a huffy from a junkie
How you bitches mad I put my daughter in Gucci onesies
I just brought a pint of red from Asa and Yani
When you get the money, don't blow it, control it
PO coming over, I flush shit in the toilet
I turn on that skilla inside that Trackhawk, it's gorgeous
Wanted to buy her purses back in the day, I couldn't afford it
Doodie waving around a hundred cash when I’m recording
Sold out dates back to back in United center, I'm Jordan
Bulletproof brabus, I had to take that shit off forgis
You can trick the blog but you better get back on them porches
Run first, gun in the car you better run for it
Counted a million cash, it was mind blowing
I don't know ‘bout his gun, I know mine blowing
I bet the guys know it (brrrah)
It's a good side and a bad side, I'm with the bad side
I had fell out with them drugs, Wuk was by my bed side
We don't stop at red lights
Don't make me say it twice (Yeah)
Shoot him, shoot (One, two)
I count it up, I count it up
Like where the love, where the love
They not with us, they not with us
They not with us, they not with us
[Outro]
I'm sipping lean like I got fevers
I was taking all these drugs, I'm fighting demons
I regret giving them bum hoes my semen
Don't turn your back on your day ones bro I seen it
Told the last bitch I loved her but I ain't mean it
New Bottega boots just fucked up my achilles
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