[Intro]
(I ain't got nothin' positive to say)
(Niggas know, niggas know, yo)
I think it's safe to say
They ain't even safe in the safest place
It's true that it's two for the same estate
And both went out bad from the same mistakes
You sure that you got it? Let's raise the stakes
You know that we've done it from day to day
Let the magic do tricks like David Blaine
Put teeth in your hood like it's Bape
[Verse]
Now my trust ain't given, you earn it or break it
Promise you’ll see how many shots get sent
I don't waste no time on it, Luniz five on it
Can you just show what a friendship meant?
All the highs and lows, through the L’s and pros
It was only my gun, never upped and left
It was only a rough patch, L’s getting brung back
Now they’re all mad, but it’s them that went
I feel sorry for niggas that think they’re built for it
Would you go drill? It’s a hell of a vibe
I don’t know if you’re ready for this
Get steady for this, 'cause my ones will kill over pride
And any mistakes? The blame’s on you
A lot’s up for stake with your life on the line
I can promise you this: I’m down for the risk
I juggle the beef with my eyes on the prize
Right now I’m too high to be conversating
Got my clip full of shit like it’s constipated
Will I do it, of course, I ain’t contemplating
If I want it, I’ll grab it and confiscate it
Are you with him or not? Don’t complicate it
Only change 'cause your life won’t be compensated
I can do this alone, I ain’t congregated
But it’s cool, let’s get back to that conversation
Anyway, you know I’m backstrap billing it
Trap man’s been in it, work phone ringing
Yours on mute
Had a K in the trap when it’s warm
Old stick, it’s a collector’s, peace, no storm
Get torn in two, blood on the floor from you
Bare chat but lack? Now that’s poor from you
Should’ve knew who you was talking to
Same gun, I got that .442, I can manage it
You can’t? Who lit up the ****? Bro, we did
Well-known bad boys screaming out, “woosa.”
Go tell the truth, ‘cause the version’s remixed
Stop tryna go save face, day by day
Me and bro was making ways
Tryna tape stakes in the baitest place
Not safe in your safest place
No, this ain’t your basic flame
I’ve learned from mistakes and stuff
I should’ve left it alone
But we all know there ain’t no fun in that
First time I squeezed it, I can’t really say how I felt
But you know I told the DJ, "Run it back, reel it."
Bring that again, ‘cause I need that again
If it’s right, you won’t see man again
If the right goes left, anytime that we step with intent
We buy guns, we ain’t paying no rent
I got taught how to think for myself
So why won’t I listen to me?
When I know what I did in this beef
Done shit you couldn’t stomach to see
But it’s nothing to me
Done trips, we was running on E
We had nothing to lose, but it’s something to prove
And I made the decision myself:
I’d rather play an active role in this thing
Than a nigga in the background, sat on his shelf
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