Lyrics

Southside on the track, yeah Jersey rest stop turned into a crime scene tonight. One shot in the head... Moneybagg Yo in this camp... Man, fuck Moneybagg... Drugs, guns, and gangs... Moneybagg, yeah that's my baby daddy... He won't even come back in the club They try the best to provoke me, the killer want to be relevant Kevin Gates told me stay focused, Yo don't get out your element Okay cool, ridin' with a chopper with a nose like an elephant Only thing that keep me sane when I'm pourin' up medicine Put an address on your words, pullin' up at your residence Hundred thou' in presidents, and drugs on me, that's evident Showed his hand through a text, switched up for a position For you to let some shit like that go on, Bitch you been the opposition (bitch) Saw the flaw from the beginning, should've knew it existed (knew it) Should've fell back when I heard that you be talkin' like snitches Shout out my fans who didn't switch up I was readin' them comments (what happened?) When they took shots and didn't respond, some got on that dumb shit I was gettin' my dick ate, countin' up new cake, I was on some more shit How you gon' go off what you hear? man you don't know shit (nothin') Bitches hold on to pride, niggas sayin' they gon' ride Niggas tellin' lies Say you lookin' for me here and there (where?) How nigga, when I don't hide I can start the car without the key (skrrt) I want the Chanel on the seat (seat) All this money turned me to a beast (urr) Now I'm out of reach, they want to reach (huh?) Niggas turned hippie, they want peace Hit 'em with the urn, get 'em creased (urr) Hottest nigga movin' through these streets All at my shows with the heat Dealt with more crosses than a priest I ain't let it break me like the least Drippin' Louis V underneath Told 'em eat it up, it's a feast (2 Heartless)
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Demario Dewayne White Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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