Uh, say you don't get at me, that's a long line

Uh, say you don't get at me, that's a long line

(A.Kai, you anti)

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

Right on, mm, mm, yeah

Uh, say you don't get at me, that's a long line

Right or wrong, ****, piss me off, we go the whole nine

Lotta things I couldn't give to blame her, but wait, it's all mine

Break her through a ten, so I'm tryna make that lil' ho phone cry

Don't try playin' with them boys, just get a casket

Wait, it chopper, flip a ****, would've thought he knew gymnastics

And I know he got some problems, foreign clothes and drug habits

Where that last L hit a ****? Must've learned by Gravity

I'm Romeo, money Juliet, this ain't no tragedy

Break the glizzy down, put it together, that's a masterpiece

I was pushin' pounds before, it's gonna really masterpiece

Ballin' like the league, but out the streets, I feel like Master P

Huh, it's a long road, couple nights had no ho

Gym is open twenty-four, we trapped out to the Stoke Road

Pretty bitch come creepin' by my house and they wasn't no close

I remember we was broke and bummin', couldn't get no ho

Shoutout to the block, yeah, this shit for the bro

Grip me on the Glock, won't never know when it my time to go

I'm the class of school, bitch, with this P shit, I'm on, on the road

50K health followin', not famin', just a honor holdin'

Hurt your feelings, I ain't sorry, ain't nobody care for mine

Bitch, I'm eatin' calamari, money, all that's on my mind

That shit broke my fuckin' heart when I heard Brut had dropped a dime

Love and hate, they got a fine line, the reason why I'm slidin'

I just might cut off my hair or somethin', could never see me dyin'

I been tryin' to pave the way, bitch, don't you tell me I ain't tryin'

No one perfect, I go hard, excuse if I forgot some time

How you look me in my face and say you love me, no, you lyin', huh?

Say they won't get at me, that's a long line

Right or wrong, ****, piss me out, we go the whole nine

Lot of things I couldn't give to blame, but wait, it's all mine

Break up through a ten, so I'm tryna make that lil' ho phone cry

Don't try playin' with them boys, just get a casket

Wear that chopper, flip a **** with a .30, new gymnasium

And on note, he got a problem, foreign clothes and drug habits

Where that last L hit a ****? Must've learned 'bout gravity

Get high, you and I