Solid

Solid

You say you solid

Put some blood on it

You couldn’t wait to fall out with me

Cause the love the phoney

That sand box

Done turned to mud on me

I ain’t tied in wit no goofies

Rock wit thugs only/

You fuck wit snakes

You cant pop out wit me

All that back dooring shit dead

I keep a small committee

How you saying you my homie

& it up wit me

I’ll put a clock all yo head

Now that’s a buck fifty/

My neighborhood

Was like a terrordome

I grew up literally

Right down the street from Al Capone

Our daily motto

Get em in & gone

Jackers watch you hide yo pack

They Double back, it’s on/

I seen the streets

Turn into funny pages

You a joke if you still

Selling yola for the basics

Imma Boss

I operate in layers

I want whatever you owe

& I’m fresh outta favors/

You say you solid

Put some blood on it

You couldn’t wait to fall out with me

Cause the love the phoney

That sand box

Done turned to mud on me

I ain’t tied in wit no goofies

Rock wit thugs only/

My grass cut low

I’m anti reptile

Just cause you knew me back then

Don’t mean you know me now

In my own lane

Cause Ion fuck wit crowds

Somebody tell the ring leader of this circus

I don’t fuck with clowns/

I’m from out west and

I don’t fuck around

If you solid then you solid

If you ain’t, don’t even come around

When we outside

You know it’s guns around

I feel like Dolph

All I got for a enemy is a hunnit rounds/

Neck on the line

For that Big Paper

I don’t give a fuck about a fat ass

Long as she get paper

Trust yo enemies

On my screen saver

If It ain’t bout a dollar

Obviously, it ain’t nothing too major/

You say you solid

Put some blood on it

You couldn’t wait to fall out with me

Cause the love the phoney

That sand box

Done turned to mud on me

I ain’t tied in wit no goofies

Rock wit thugs only/

Premium fabrics

All my shit tailored

You be throwing on her line when she wit me

You know That ain’t playa

All my hoes

Some real dick slayers

I tell em get it How they live

Cause I know these hoes risk takers/

Neck on the line

For that Big Paper

I don’t give a fuck about a fat ass

Long as she get paper

Trust yo enemies

On my screen saver

If It ain’t bout a dollar

Obviously, it ain’t nothing too major/