Is you really gonna ride?
Is you really gonna slide?
If it hit that time, nigga what's yo' faith? Bruh finna die
Do you know how it's gonna feel when that mama look up and go and cry
You'n gotta do it nigga, you don't want to its all in yo' eyes
Seein' her dead son on the news, man that shit gon' hurt her
I be coolin' when me and bro go out, I might turn to a flirter
Bitches always askin' for Chanel, I wouldn't even buy a ho a burger
I bring folks together from Atlanta to Texas, I'm a real merger
Take a grand-baby away, they ain't tell you they was gettin' active
Bitches look good but got no morals, I don't care if you really attractive
Personality and mind mean a lot to me, but bit' need some Proactive
Lookin' up that shit on IG li' boy, that shit always gon' be distractive
32 on 'em in the Raq, bro Matt shoot like Khris Dunn
He just came from Arizona, damn that shit got way too much sun
Beef with me and the bros, you don't even know what you done begun
Throw a grenade and hit his ass you know damn well he gon' be stunned
Now back to all this hate and this jealousy
You do that wrong move and get caught, might be a felony
Think about it, you gon' be in a green in a box, like some celery
But I get it my dude, you gon' spin for her, that's fidelity
Mama not trynna' lose that baby, might be her only child
Puttin' his name inside that funeral home, that's somethin' shit she don't wanna file
Don't drive that whip, if you give a f*ck you might come back and her smile
But I get that shit, sometimes you can't let 'em play, go drive that mile
Don't do it over no shawty, that's what a lot of them in there for
You don't care now, but yo' eyes gon' widen when they close that cell door
You can turn around, and make a good life, seein' shit daily swim ashore
Or even go out, build you a empire, big CEO in that corps
Youngin' 12 trynna' catch him one, how we even get here
If you in that car, they might get you, even if you one who stirred
If you break in and they got they shotgun, either the owner or you gon' show fear
Better hope you do good in life my nigga, ain't wanna see you get smeared
Its gon' be coo', give it time everybody gon' have they days
I know you not trynna' be in prison, behind that counter servin' that trey
Go hard, do what you gotta do, just make sure you increase yo' pay
Don't be a statistic nigga, you gon' wanna pop out and show a good display
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Is you really gonna ride?
Is you really gonna slide?
If it hit that time, nigga what's yo' faith? Bruh finna die
Do you know how it's gonna feel when that mama look up and go and cry
You'n gotta do it nigga, you don't want to its all in yo' eyes
Seein' her dead son on the news, man that shit gon' hurt her
I be coolin' when me and bro go out, I might turn to a flirter
Bitches always askin' for Chanel, I wouldn't even buy a ho a burger
I bring folks together from Atlanta to Texas, I'm a real merger
Take a grand-baby away, they ain't tell you they was gettin' active
Bitches look good but got no morals, I don't care if you really attractive
Personality and mind mean a lot to me, but bit' need some Proactive
Lookin' up that shit on IG li' boy, that shit always gon' be distractive
32 on 'em in the Raq, bro Matt shoot like Khris Dunn
He just came from Arizona, damn that shit got way too much sun
Beef with me and the bros, you don't even know what you done begun
Throw a grenade and hit his ass you know damn well he gon' be stunned
Now back to all this hate and this jealousy
You do that wrong move and get caught, might be a felony
Think about it, you gon' be in a green in a box, like some celery
But I get it my dude, you gon' spin for her, that's fidelity
Mama not trynna' lose that baby, might be her only child
Puttin' his name inside that funeral home, that's somethin' shit she don't wanna file
Don't drive that whip, if you give a f*ck you might come back and her smile
But I get that shit, sometimes you can't let 'em play, go drive that mile
Don't do it over no shawty, that's what a lot of them in there for
You don't care now, but yo' eyes gon' widen when they close that cell door
You can turn around, and make a good life, seein' shit daily swim ashore
Or even go out, build you a empire, big CEO in that corps
Youngin' 12 trynna' catch him one, how we even get here
If you in that car, they might get you, even if you one who stirred
If you break in and they got they shotgun, either the owner or you gon' show fear
Better hope you do good in life my nigga, ain't wanna see you get smeared
Its gon' be coo', give it time everybody gon' have they days
I know you not trynna' be in prison, behind that counter servin' that trey
Go hard, do what you gotta do, just make sure you increase yo' pay
Don't be a statistic nigga, you gon' wanna pop out and show a good display
Is you really gonna slide?
If it hit that time, nigga what's yo' faith? Bruh finna die
Do you know how it's gonna feel when that mama look up and go and cry
You'n gotta do it nigga, you don't want to its all in yo' eyes
Seein' her dead son on the news, man that shit gon' hurt her
I be coolin' when me and bro go out, I might turn to a flirter
Bitches always askin' for Chanel, I wouldn't even buy a ho a burger
I bring folks together from Atlanta to Texas, I'm a real merger
Take a grand-baby away, they ain't tell you they was gettin' active
Bitches look good but got no morals, I don't care if you really attractive
Personality and mind mean a lot to me, but bit' need some Proactive
Lookin' up that shit on IG li' boy, that shit always gon' be distractive
32 on 'em in the Raq, bro Matt shoot like Khris Dunn
He just came from Arizona, damn that shit got way too much sun
Beef with me and the bros, you don't even know what you done begun
Throw a grenade and hit his ass you know damn well he gon' be stunned
Now back to all this hate and this jealousy
You do that wrong move and get caught, might be a felony
Think about it, you gon' be in a green in a box, like some celery
But I get it my dude, you gon' spin for her, that's fidelity
Mama not trynna' lose that baby, might be her only child
Puttin' his name inside that funeral home, that's somethin' shit she don't wanna file
Don't drive that whip, if you give a f*ck you might come back and her smile
But I get that shit, sometimes you can't let 'em play, go drive that mile
Don't do it over no shawty, that's what a lot of them in there for
You don't care now, but yo' eyes gon' widen when they close that cell door
You can turn around, and make a good life, seein' shit daily swim ashore
Or even go out, build you a empire, big CEO in that corps
Youngin' 12 trynna' catch him one, how we even get here
If you in that car, they might get you, even if you one who stirred
If you break in and they got they shotgun, either the owner or you gon' show fear
Better hope you do good in life my nigga, ain't wanna see you get smeared
Its gon' be coo', give it time everybody gon' have they days
I know you not trynna' be in prison, behind that counter servin' that trey
Go hard, do what you gotta do, just make sure you increase yo' pay
Don't be a statistic nigga, you gon' wanna pop out and show a good display
Writer: Jared Duplessis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid