歌词
Look here, I don't wanna hear about no gossip, you could save it
C7 coupe, I don't gotta make payments
The people got behind us tryna tell me stop racin'
It's M's on the flow, I feel like I'm losin' patience
They see this new chain, shit I popped out with Jason
Left my old bitch, she can't find no replacement
I'm stuck up in the field, gotta tie up my laces
And I don't fuck with ****, I be feelin' like I'm racist
They told me I should go and chase a bag, it's a gimmick
See, I been chasin' peace, now I'm feelin' like I'm winnin'
Supreme for the pants and my sweater tear denim
My son call my phone, then I'm pullin' up to get him
My drunk a do straight, I ain't poured in no soda
These **** take a loss, they be feelin' like it's over
Enjoy when it's sunny, 'cause I grew up where it's colder
It's only two rules, never bend, never fold up
When me and Bean pop out, it's lookin' like a go-rub
This shit kinda fake, but nobody never told us
It's better off the family got them actin' like they know us
Don't call on nobody, if it's love, they'll show up
Too much fake love, they been waitin' on my fall since I came up
**** love to run their mouth, I don't say much
They ask me how I ride foreign bitch, my paper
Yeah, goin' crazy, and it's still out puttin' overtime, I can't get lazy
So they say them boys get behind and we gon' swang it
Everythin' I do is for Trayon 'cause he my favorite
Seem like when I shoot my shot, I can't miss
**** claim that they vultures, but they really penguins
Bad fan, buy no money, I can't entertain shit
Brody, he don't need no pill, he bounce out and paint shit
**** behind the A's gate, he bounced out in fake rips
I just got inside my bag, on these beats go ape shit
Remember nights I ain't go home, pops had that late shift
If them people ask some questions, **** better not say shit
Look it, I don't wanna hear about no gossip, you can save it
C7 coupe, I don't gotta make payments
The people got behind us, try to tell me stop racin'
These M's on the flow, I feel like I'm losin' patience
They see this new chain, shit, I popped out with Jason
Left my old bitch, she can't find no replacement
I'm stuck up in the field, gotta tie up my laces
And I don't fuck with ****, I be feelin' like I'm racist
Written by: Eizayah Earl Hopkins
