$guap - Raider Lyrics

I'm stuck in my ways tryna find me some paper
Bitch ain't doing shit for me then I won't chase her
She ain't tryna f*ck swear to god I wont make her
Just watch when I'm up she gon spin on me later
All black when I step out the house like a raider
Serving the block prolly serving ya neighbor
Shit all on the arm if we talking bout labor
Speaking down on my name nigga sound like a hater
Nigga moving too funny I make the first move
I'm special and you just a average lil dude
Had to wait for my time work my craft and improve
I'm solid but I ain't got shit else to prove
He threatened my life so I got him removed
Real grimey I play all that 50 shit cool
Drop a bag at the mall get that shit back at noon
Missing Four cause they took my big brody too soon
Can't hang with the men if you act off emotion
Two Fifty the price then I'm dawging the open
Too logical think that my heart been frozen
Ma said keep it pushing she know I was chosen
Gold ticket on me I ain't wearing no trojan
Za smoking like shit I ain't high bitch I'm floating
She f*ck with them gangstas thats chillin but tottin
We ain't looking for beef the money we promoting
Nigga keep talking aint coming on my side
Bullet connect to his head like it's wifi
Blood on his shirt now his shit looking tie dye
Big walk down I ain't doing no drive bye
That bitch ain't sucking no dick then it's bye bye
New York bitch tryna f*ck she a baba
Feeding her milk from my dick like a baba
Serving da low for da high like Five guys
I'm stuck in my ways tryna find me some paper
Bitch ain't doing shit for me then I won't chase her
She ain't tryna f*ck swear to god I wont make her
Just watch when I'm up she gon spin on me later
All black when I step out the house like a raider
Serving the block prolly serving ya neighbor
Shit all on the arm if we talking bout labor
Speaking down on my name nigga sound like a hater
Nigga try and cook me he gon get his ass cooked
We don't do shit sloppy we play by the book
Brody know we gon slime him I give him that look
I ain't even do nothing why he acting shook
Ran up a band in a day that ain't shit
Ain't got time to start praying it's a hit or miss
Imma slide on his block i ain't sending no diss
Eleven Eleven Get shot tryna wish
Straight hop on the beat then I dog it
Za bags came in streets imma clog it
Slimy lil nigga but sometimes I'm modest
I don't think I'm a rapper nigga I'm a artist
Word to my uncle imma go the hardest
Niggas tryna slime me cause they see I'm poppin
I got the keys to the streets imma lock it
Patrick Mahomes throw that bitch like a rocket
I'm stuck in my ways tryna find me some paper
Bitch ain't doing shit for me then I won't chase her
She ain't tryna f*ck swear to god I wont make her
Just watch when I'm up she gon spin on me later
All black when I step out the house like a raider
Serving the block prolly serving ya neighbor
Shit all on the arm if we talking bout labor
Speaking down on my name nigga sound like a hater
I'm stuck in my ways tryna find me some paper
Bitch ain't doing shit for me then I won't chase her
She ain't tryna f*ck swear to god I wont make her
Just watch when I'm up she gon spin on me later
All black when I step out the house like a raider
Serving the block prolly serving ya neighbor
Shit all on the arm if we talking bout labor
Speaking down on my name nigga sound like a hater