Lamb

Better know I got good form

I was, sittin' at the bus stop, yeah

On my way to One Stop, yeah

Tryna get a job, got referred by my mama

Like, "****, you can help now", yeah

Feel like we in Hell now, yeah

I made it and it's on now, yeah

That shit ain't what it was

Now my homies got a lane and they listen to my voice now

Bitch, nobody had it in my fam, I put my foot down

Put my other foot down like I can drive this car

Let the motherfuckin' hood down

Oh, we in the hood now, yeah

Oh, we in the hood now, yeah

Careful, **** could drown, yeah

Careful, **** could drown, yeah

But real **** get crowns, yeah

Real **** get crowns

Said they was comin' for me

But I didn't wanna wait for 'em

I grab my bag and I jumped inside it

And I got to grindin'

Like I was on a skateboard

Said they was prayin' for me

But I don't know what they pray for, everything I got

I feel like I had to take, Lord I'm lookin' to the sky

Like, "God, what is you waitin' for, take me"

Feel like I'm dying just to live, just take me

Fuck the opps, shoot the Glock and I'm Swayze

I'm all dramatic with my fire out, take me

Middle of the street with my arms out, take me

But no for real, what you waitin' for? Save me

I know this shit sound so ungrateful

You took my brother, thought he was but he ain't me

You took my brother, we the same so take me

Makin' it out and it's they dream so they hate me

So they been tryna turn mines to a nightmare

Last night, it really was, they was not there

Whatever I was asking for, they was not there

I was trynna lay my head, they was like, "Not here"

Tryna get right for my kids, they did not care

Fuck all of that shit that you had to say

Fuck all of that energy that you on

Stand there, flex there, get shot there

I'll pay yo' fuckin best friend to be yo' pallbearer

All the times that I cried and it hurt boy

I just looked into the sky, then I worked for it

If this **** foot slide, it's gone be a good night

He better know I got good form

Like Stojaković

Like Mike Tyson on some boxing shit

Hitler the sensei

Shoot 'em and leave my arm out

So they like, "This is what he doin' now?

He goin' Hollywood, somebody need to humble him

Sent you the song way before I even put it out

And it made big noise when I dropped the mixtape

Like they had wood floors, they was late upon the kid

Like they had good snores, now they rest in piss

Bitch, I got good toilets

I got it out the cement, my diamonds is blurry

I got a whip car but my windshield dirty

When I'm up in traffic, it look like I'm swervin'

I'm playin' Isharula and I'm doin' it on purpose

Bitch, I'm trynna see which one of these cars move nervous

Shout out to my roosters, we be up early

Ants to the birds, from the lions to the serpents

Beasts to the bats, we don't fuck with the rats, leave 'em stankin' on the curb

(And it made big noise when I dropped the mixtape)

(Like they had wood floors, they was late upon the kid)

(Like they had good snores, now they rest in piss)

(Bitch, I got good toilets)

My bitch callin'

I ignored it

Like, "Wait bitch, it ain't that important"

And if you come where I go, just don't roll down your windows

If your Family Matter, we shoot at Carl Winslows