Anti

Yeah mmm I'm so anti Fuck that drama You can't end me Yeah I spend dollars Still no label Still count commas Yeah Grew up on South East side Spilling blood from a street fight Little nigga better grip that armour Gang let sweets fly They ride, we ride That's what streets call karma Yeah Pull up to your block in a Benz A friend of a opp ain't a friend Clip of glock holds 10 You won't see your homie again nah I hate company so Talk ain't fun for me no I hate rubbing egos No more wasted company no I can't be your hero Can't be saving these hoes They fake loving me cuz They just want it all from me Yeah So I keep myself to myself Chasing all these hundreds, I could never chase a girl You were never there when I was screaming out for help no Everybody's out for themselves so Me I stay strapped like Velcro Gotta watch your back, it's a hell show Only time will tell though Could never put my trust in a girl You were never there when I was screaming out for help Cuz everybody's Out for themselves so Selves Me I stay strapped like velcro Gotta watch your back, it's a hell show Only time will tell though I'm so anti You can't stand me Get up out my way No bitch, I didn't love you anyway haaa Mmmm Yeah yeah yeah hahhh Get up out my way No bitch I didn't love you anyway haaa Mmmm Yeah yeah yeah hahhh