歌词

I linked with Vargas, he say I'm a monster He call me El Toro Yeah, yeah Niggas gotta learn the difference between love and loyalty I know Judas loved Jesus I know Brutus loved Caesar Self-made, who can check me? All off green, a lil' dog and some Gretzky Niggas mumble when they speak, that's how I know they respect me I bet he spend his nights and days chasin' a bitch, I can't trip Summer '18, me and big Beach had three bricks, on my dick Six months before, all I had saved, I had spent Consequences, I can't forget when I was late on my rent So I whipped, get in that bowl, lil' bro, it's all in your wrist Don't run off or get caught up in all that internet shit 'Cause the fastest money you spend is all gon' come from a lick It's ABM and that's it, they know we young and we rich And we ain't havin' no picks, I been engaged to this paper Go see KC, orders, he take 'em, I done laced him with flavor I'm a player, envy and hatred never been in my nature Stood on Jacob when you was playin', I was loadin' my bases Stood in basements, quiet and sacred, niggas know I'll snake 'em Tall Jamaican, he was a bitch, had no choice but to take 'em Had no choice, I was basic, so many niggas betrayed me I love him, it fucked me up, I thought 'bout killin' his baby And it fucked me up, for real My family You a fucked up nigga, you gon' kill your own family Yeah Right is right and wrong is wrong Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah Sixty FoodSaver bags on the counter, nigga, trap or die Forty local, twenty out-of-town, gon' get 'em by tomorrow I done found my life in jobs, I done put my life in cars I done drove my life across state lines, they gon' give us ours Enterprise and rental cars, it's only testers in my drawls On Adderalls, can't sleep at all, got it and I need it off Never cared what people thought, let 'em talk and peep the flaw Zipper cut, the piece was raw, so fuck my phone, I cut it off Know we all say, "Fuck the law," never gon' tell what we saw Answered all my flips so long, I damn near knocked the buttons off Crossed his brothers, but he love 'em, so he cannot cut 'em off You would probably hate me if I told you all the plans I thought You would probably pass out if you ever smelled the pan of tar Melt down like a candle jar, don't answer all my granny's calls Know she think I'm probably lost, winnin' 'cause I took my loss Now they see I've been a boss, that's why I don't fuck with y'all Hands down, I'm the man by far, winnin' 'cause I took my loss Hands down, I'm the man by far, that's why I don't fuck with y'all
Writer(s): Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., George A. Stone Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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