Shout Out My (feat. Scotty Valid)

Nah man straight up, straight like that

I'll ride for my boy Hugh son

Whatever he need man, whatever he ask for

If he need me to take somebodies leg off though

If he need me to take somebodies leg off

I'm ripping that mother fucking leg off dude

I- it's gone, br- I swear to God like, straight from the fu

No leg bro like, if he need it, he's gettin' it

Shout out my ****, yeah

I'm too legit, I'm the shit

Yeah the pick of the liter

Yeah

Came from the bedrock

Shawty know I had

To keep my head high

Now I'm floating like I'm modok

Imma villain

What you heard of

Shawty looking through

My dead eyes

Take a second baby hold up

I gotta get it for real

And that's why I'm never home

Said I need you in life

So I guess I'm living wrong

Done with the triple texts

Do not hit my telephone

It's you

Not us

No chance

No luck

In God

I trust

I know love and trust

Is not the same

You see brown in my eyes

Also pain

Sorry my emotions

Are mundane

Shawty when you seen me sink

You never pulled me out

Demons never here

They only are when your around

When you shot

Your bullets silent never made a sound

Now I burnt that bridge

You know I'm doing better now

I'm doing better now

Because of my dogs

Pulled me out the dirt

Got me on my feet

And now I never hurt

Actually listened to my problems

But I still got holes

And that's why I'm the worst

If you talking then you better back back

If they need it send it through the cash app

They the type of ****

Never fall back

They gone paint yo block and now its

Shout out my ****, yeah

I'm too legit, I'm the shit

Yeah the pick of the liter

Yeah

Came from the bedrock

Shawty know I had

To keep my head high

Now I'm floating like I'm modok

Imma villain

What you heard of

Shawty looking through

My dead eyes

Take a second baby hold up

Me and the gang

Aye

Me and the gang on the same thang'

Chasin' the bread

We trynna maintain

Yeah

You don't know

Aye

What we do, yeah

I do what I do aye

The hundreds is blue aye

I'm on my shit

And they on my dick

They run up my views aye

Shout out my **** they real

They be wit me in the field

I gotta get it for real

Aye yeah

I gotta get it for real

You know I'm chasin' a mil

Now we on go to dior

Talking that shit better chill

Yeah, aye

Talkin that shit better chill

I gotta get it for real