Lyrics

I been stepping on shit so long My opps wish I was paralyzed Soon I cut the lil bitch off She went and fuck the other side And that snitching shit run in yo blood Yo brother testified And you say you shot Jizzle Hold up bitch You know you lying You niggas active on the net I'm active in these streets If ion die bout my respect Ima die bout EBG Don't know who opps I'm sending shots It's either you or me If Ian sliding with this Glock I keep the 223 Had a clear shot on my face And still went for my arm How you bragging on that wax And Youn even know em Done beefing with these niggas Swear ts getting boring And my nigga made yo mama move the next morning I been stepping on shit so long My opps wish I was paralyzed Soon I cut the lil bitch off She went and fuck the other side And that snitching shit run in yo blood Yo brother testified And you say you shot Jizzle Hold up bitch You know you lying Niggas playing foul get hit with this tec Ian the type to hold my tongue I get shit off my chest Opps they see me and the run 62 eat through vest And I don't promote the peace No I'm not no Ron Artest Gotta spin once again till we get em gone I'll never write a statement I barely write my songs Soon we get the drop You know that we gone do em wrong Bezzle gang CGK Now you can end the song
Writer(s): Eric Anderson, Richard Peeters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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