Lyrics

I text my ex, the one that's always leaving me
Saying I could hold you down, but you just won't believe in me
I don't know what I could do, my vision cloudy, I can't see
I was chasing all these dreams while you were playing make believe
I gave my heart to the streets, I wasn't even 17
Youngest **** with a Glock, and I had a triple beam
I was scheming, I was plotting, I was doing everything
**** say they hold you down, but they ain't even what they mean
Can't just throw in the towel, ain't nobody stopping me
I built this shit up from the ground, these big walls can knock them down
I'm a big dog, **** respect when I come around
I'm so used to the bottom that I cannot see down
I was a broke **** then, look how they look at me now
Like they ain't fuck with me then, and now they screaming pop out
I made three off a band, we called out a hot hand
I could sell grass to the land, sell glass to the sand
Y'all **** corny, and all that shit y'all speaking be bland
My lyrics will last forever like they put it in cans
And I can't understand why shit don't be going as planned
I'm the giver, I'm just giving my hand, I expand on demand
I swear I'm the realest with strands
I came up from a gram, I'm the goat, my son a lamb
**** don't want beef, y'all be eating on spam
I'm never losing, if I do I'm at it again
Your bitch is choosy, and she always fuck with a lame
She just do it for the clout, she be fucking off fame
Couple **** with some money, she want them cause of they name
Thought that she could run up on me, told that bitch play her lane
Yeah, I change the scent when I walk in the room
I smell like a flower, yeah a flower that came from a tomb
Money been on my mind since I heard it from tune
I'm a hustler, all I do is show and improve
Ain't no show and tell, cause bitch I can't be telling no tales
Money moving like a rabbit, I take my time like a snail
And I ain't beating anybody, I put that on my scale
These **** be biting me like I be biting my nails
While they try to be like me, no one knows it oh well
I just run it up, if it ain't bout no money then just sum it up
You **** walking on thin ice, you can't run with us
You know that I be smoking on pressure, you can't smoke with us
And I kill shit with no effort, cause in God I trust
**** don't listen to talking, I'm a action guy
I be by my lonely cause you **** like to testify
I be super high, yellow ****, I be super fly
I be killing shit for real, don't need no suit and tie
Everything that I be spitting it should be televised
And you know that I got that work, get you some exercise
I ain't never cap to the streets, nah I ain't never lie
I can read between the lines, I'm looking for the spies
Kinda hard to watch your back when you chasing for a prize
Lot of these **** be ops, they just hoes in disguise
I just turn a 5 to a 15 then I bless the guys
I'm young but I'm wise, you can see the pain in my eyes
I remember when I lost my mind, I couldn't cry
I just had to run it up, make **** respect my grind
Now bitches titties popping out as they running to get in line
I'm the realest, nobody realer than me
And everybody gonna eat, I got a village for me
I just give you my pain, they gonna feel it, you'll see
And it's not about where I'm at, but it's where I'mma be, for real
All you weak ass, bitch ass **** man, y'all know what it is man
It's clean up season man
Yo boss, tell them **** what it is
Written by: Gerald K Parker Jr
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