Slimed Out

(Don't play with Stompa)

We got **** scared to come outside, they know we at the door

Gotta tell my **** chill sometimes, know he gon' do the most

Quick to tell a ho bitch leave me 'lone, got too much goin' on

**** in competition with me tryna play a **** close

I've been fucked over so many times, that's why I'm in this mode

Gangster move in silence, never tell nobody what I know

I done slimed so many **** out, pray God don't let me go

I don't talk to cops, wrong guy won't ever hear me fold

Police get behind us, know I got us, we gon' make it home

Havin' so much motion, there ain't no way in hell I'm goin' broke

Now that I'm back focused, cash flowin', grass cut low

When the feds on you, watch what you sayin' on them songs

It was smoke, never back down, probably had a switch on me

Your bitch an out of town freak, got her playin' big homie

Streets took my **** from me, damn, I miss my big brother

You don't think I be on that shit for real? Show me I'm bluffin'

Death threats on Instagram, say I better not go to my hood

I been knew **** was hoes, why I'm not holdin' 'em up?

Don't want no love, still never met a ho I can trust

**** like me, I wouldn't fight her, I just go for the gun

(Ayy, Ray, check this out)

I know shit get hard, over time we'll be straight

Streets brought me lot of pain, I ain't gon' sit here and complain

Mama looked her son in the face and said, "Boy, you changed"

Ain't no stoppin' me, nah, I done came a long way

I know shit get hard, over time we'll be straight

Streets brought me lot of pain, I ain't gon' sit here and complain

Mama looked her son in the face and said, "Boy, you changed"

Ain't no stoppin' me, nah, I done came a long way