GM Wop - My Circle Lyrics

Yeahh ehh ehh Yeahh ehh ehh awww
GoodMoneyyBabyy Yeahh
Ain't no ho around me nigga huh

And Beverley ain't make no bitch you know I'm hard as they come
Real shooter I just got out won't catch me showing my gun
That's in the past I'll still a crash but now my mind on my funds
Interested in chasing money ain't got no time for no fun
Remember strong arming these niggas ien have me no gun
But den I jumped out with that pistol I was playin that drum
What he saying he got a issue heen let me know nun
Well keep that problem to yourself or meet the end of my gun
Niggas steady testing that water he drowning heen gone make it
Playing with his life niggas die for participation
Type of niggas that won't make it past initiation
Plus the lord can't help you in this situation Uhmmmmm

I run wit soldiers Yeahh
No pussy shit in my circle
My squad the trillest Yeahh
You f*ck with them it's a murda
This for my niggas who ain't here it's in yo name when I ride
Pain in my heart that's from the past
See the shit in my eyes
The lord built me in his image so he understand a thug
And I seen em I just can't tell you who he is and where it was
But I felt em cause he watch over me
To him I know my soul to keep
Try me and I'm dumpin cause the lord ain't make no hoe in me

I'm by the book
Yo life get took
You f*ck wit us it's yellow tape
This ain't nun new I rode before and sunt a nigga to the gates
Pistol on my side that's what I live and I die by
Complete the mission and high five make a nigga go bye bye
Them cutters like my forearm
We done pull up wit four of em
Em down bad knock out his motor at four sumn
You playing ion do that
Bitch I want sumn to shoot at
Pop out at yo shit like a magician how he do that
These niggas lame we expose em
They getting locked up and folding
Nigga playing wit that pistol ain't shooting so why you tote it
Cutter groove when I hold it
Them younger shooters I mold em
These niggas is my sons so I spank em like I scold em

I run wit soldiers Yeahh
No pussy shit in my circle
My squad the trillest Yeahh
You f*ck with them it's a murda
This for my niggas who ain't here it's in yo name when I ride
Pain in my heart that's from the past
See the shit in my eyes
The lord built me in his image so he understand a thug
And I seen em I just can't tell you who he is and where it was
But I felt em cause he watch over me
To him I know my soul to keep
Try me and I'm dumpin cause the lord ain't make no hoe in me