Lyrics

Still outside Yeah, yeah Still outside with my main hitters I met them niggas on the block (I did) Let me tell you how I really felt when they put my brother in a box He was nineteen, with a broken dream And we really thought we had lost (Ah shit) And all the niggas that were ridin' with him When I looked around they were gone (Where they go?) I lost some bros that I love (Love) How you tell me I won? (I ain't won) And if I say I'ma crash him That's if you're right or you're wrong (I don't care) 'Cause nigga bad until it's crunch time Say they're sharin' 'til it's lunch time I'm makin' money off a punchline He gon' shank you up before I punch twice (Punch twice) (Yeah, yeah) And I ain't no violent nigga But if I get stuck in my ways in the streets He'll probably die by winter (You're dead) They think that the streets ain't cold (Why's that?) The last opp got found by his sister (His sister) Might see me on the block with bricka (That's right) They keep sendin' me threats on insta (Yeah, yeah) Five figures spent on hotels I ain't bringing her if the ho tells (No way) Opps lyin' tellin' whole tales Every stabbin' got a cold trail If you want it, better get it I ain't sympathizin' with grown males You don't know it 'tll you live it How the fuck you tellin' me you won't tell? (Yeah, yeah, oh-oh) Too much dreams that were never chased My biggest fear is the next case (Case) I'm holdin' on to my next bae (Bae) See a opp and give him leg day I won't sleep until the rent paid I'm just waitin' for the next phase (Okay, okay) I'm trenchmade Still outside with my main hitters I met them niggas on the block (I did) Let me tell you how I really felt when they put my brother in a box He was nineteen, with a broken dream And we really thought we had lost (Ah shit) And all the niggas that were ridin' with him When I looked around they were gone (Where they go?) I lost some bros that I love (Love) How you tell me I won? (I ain't won) And if I say I'ma crash him That's if you're right or you're wrong (I don't care) 'Cause nigga bad until it's crunch time Say they're sharin' 'til it's lunch time I'm makin' money off a punchline He gon' shank you up before I punch twice (Punch twice) OTG, ha Gang Win or lose in this bitch
Writer(s): Carl Shelley, Ethan Hayes, Lil Macks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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