The Wire (feat. Rich Homie Quan)

To my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it (TayTay made the beat) Keep it real, 'cause I just don't Do you like Mistakes is not your fault, talk bad and out of love Move on like I just didn't need Get mad at other bitches What they got and don't got You know that is not your business Tell me how you get back what you don't got And you know you gonna live? If we don't talk to that nigga, then it isn't what it is Tryna stack as much as I can I feel like they just want me dead You don't gotta talk 'bout no smoke my OGs smoke a lot of cigs To my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it Gun on me, I just popped an addy, but I don't feel different I just flipped a pack from Baltimore, my fingers still itchin' (oh) Three choppers in a Honda, gettin' it, yeah, they still listenin' Motor in it, I know you hear it, 'cause I drive more than ten in it (skrrt) Niggas claim they did it 'til they hear me and get inspired R.I.P. to Marlo, but this that Marlo from the wire (talk to 'em) Me and shawty jersey in the rafters for when we retire One shot'll get 'em killed, if I die, put it in my will To my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it Savage ain't the word, I just like smokin', gettin' money too She know I'm a cheater, I'm a cheater for that money, boo Don't care what the team, you crack a smile like you want funny too She'll leave your ass if I pull up, yeah, right in front of you Like why you feelin' down when I pull up, you feel like it? Said you gettin' tired from, just so that you don't feel like it Been feelin' the same, so you know what I barely feel like Told the label if I go, you better have that prayer right To my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it Whoa, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah Whoa, ayy-yeah, ayy-ayy Gotta give it all to my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it Ayy, gotta give it all to my son, God knows I'ma miss my mom But He know I keep my gun, I feel like drivin' with it She know I'm a savage, but she don't deny ridin' with it Forty hold them titties like a bra strap with a wire in it