8 Ball (feat. Doe Boy)

Okay okay okay I won't change for shit And I tie my shoes up will not trip bout a bitch It's enough he acting Okay again I say, I will not change for shit And I tie my shoes up, will not trip 'bout a bitch Oh, it's enough, he acting tough, pass shots out like a fifth I glued my foot to that gas ain't trying to stop for shit You can't even pay for my bitch, ain't got enough expenses Is he a shooter, or a killer, you got to know the difference Baby I be trying to mind my business, I don't know them n***as All these drugs if I die, I don't think They want my kidneys All these n***as kitty, bitches they just good for bitchin Fuck the net, boy, log offline and go hop on your business Milly your block with chops, I'm on feet now, I was out the window Bitch don't touch me, most you doing is giving my dick a hickey Uh Uh Uh Fuck is that bitch is that my whole city wicked Y'all is not steppers, y'all whole crew full of paralyzed bitches Bitch, now, where did I go wrong I had NFL dreams, but thirteen I was running in homes God can be my witness, your shit unlocked and you wasn't at home Son, how the fuck u get all them damn shoes, these from my Bros That's what I told her, devil on my shoulder I ain't living right, hug Ray Ray tight when I hold her Mama baby hold his own, I'm thugging how I'm post to Before you run off I'm gone walk up, thought I told you I Thought I told you Before you run off I'm gone walk up I thought I told you You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run Bitch I thought I told you, we in them mini vans wit drums If I said then I mean it, if that shit came off my tongue This shit personal before I kill him take off my mask and my gloves n***as Seen him on the remembrance page "aha" I just struggled n***as Scrolled past but really wanted to comment fuck that, fuck n***as Then I called n***as that put him on there like "what up" n***as Say we rappers, like the Opps, don't know n***as we touched n***as Shoot any where, I don't care, rapper who, rapper where Stepped in Givenchy, black Air Force activity don't make grab a pair Why you say you shot at me, you see me you clapped the air Know I rep that bird, but sorry I'm not up there, it's stuck there Play I up the Kay, dump and spray, now I'm up Up The Way, making jokes with Ray Laughing at that pussy boy bout how he tried to run away He tried to run away but he couldn't get away Bitch