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