If I can't bring my flame, just know I ain't comin' in
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
We two steps ahead you, once you come outside your crib, you're done for,
I den took a couple losses, put a nigga in the same boat,
I don't got no friends, I spin with the ones I was with on granny floor
I'm on ten behind the guys, you will never get over, uh
Them niggas send pop shots, they don't wanna get close, uh
Clutch on 19, you'll feel the symptoms I ain't talkin' bout the COVID
Bro locked in that cell, when shit go down, I keep him posted, uh
I had shed a tear, I realize this shit gettin' hard for me
Hell nah, I ain't sittin' on packs, I'm outside seven days week, uh
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
Uh, If I can't bring my flame, just know I ain't comin' in
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
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If I can't bring my flame, just know I ain't comin' in
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
We two steps ahead you, once you come outside your crib, you're done for,
I den took a couple losses, put a nigga in the same boat,
I don't got no friends, I spin with the ones I was with on granny floor
I'm on ten behind the guys, you will never get over, uh
Them niggas send pop shots, they don't wanna get close, uh
Clutch on 19, you'll feel the symptoms I ain't talkin' bout the COVID
Bro locked in that cell, when shit go down, I keep him posted, uh
I had shed a tear, I realize this shit gettin' hard for me
Hell nah, I ain't sittin' on packs, I'm outside seven days week, uh
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
Uh, If I can't bring my flame, just know I ain't comin' in
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
We two steps ahead you, once you come outside your crib, you're done for,
I den took a couple losses, put a nigga in the same boat,
I don't got no friends, I spin with the ones I was with on granny floor
I'm on ten behind the guys, you will never get over, uh
Them niggas send pop shots, they don't wanna get close, uh
Clutch on 19, you'll feel the symptoms I ain't talkin' bout the COVID
Bro locked in that cell, when shit go down, I keep him posted, uh
I had shed a tear, I realize this shit gettin' hard for me
Hell nah, I ain't sittin' on packs, I'm outside seven days week, uh
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
I den build this phone, now I can't get no sleep
Uh, If I can't bring my flame, just know I ain't comin' in
Modern day whip it's hard to tell what car we in
I shoot first get em off me, bro pull up quick right down the street
I'm smokin' on the dead, keep coughin', I feel like the dead tryin' to call for me
That nigga died for a lotta reasons, I come through loud without speakin
These niggas get loud when I leave, I lay a nigga down with this heater
I'm doggin the scat pack to the crib, I'm just tryin' to kick my feet up
Got tired of payin' for time, I got the stu it wasnt, shit, but two hundred
Writer: la ky
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