JustinTheArtist - PostGame Interview Lyrics

Niggas said i couldn't do it so i went and did it
Headlined my own show yeah we ran up digits
F*ck a pr don't need a nigga to sell sum tickets
My own mans done fronted on me last minute

F*ck it tho cause i upgraded my game yeah
On the stage these bitches screaming my name yeah
Niggas wanted to smoke i took the blame
Almost got shut down f*ckin wit sum lames

I'm up now niggas tryna reach and f*ckin drag
Not a cocky nigga but i deserve to go brag
Me and my niggas ran up a bag
Gang got hungry so we dipped out to lash

Bad shorty and i got her in my whip
Fire jawn and she popped out wit the drip
Thing is another nigga on her dick
Yeah he tried to build a bridge but i burned it real quick

Like look ma i'm not these other niggas i get money
The buzzin kame over peeped the nigga moving funny
The bullets wrapped around his body like he a mummy
Crazy how out the crip turned all bloody

F*ck it tho let's take it back to that night
Shot after shot then chase it down wit the sprite
She like roll up baby take me on a flight
I'm like don't play i could go all night

But honestly the night ended all good
Spoke to momma dukes she said boy as you good
Sipping on belare got the runts in the wood
Niggas turned they back on the plan but i stood

Look
Best believe ima hold it down
Nobody got me like i got me and i know that now
R.i.p to my people i'm tryna make them proud
I get high hopping that i see ya up in them clouds

Damn
But i'm here
Hating niggas tryna make me disappear
Don't sleep i keep i keep it close real near
You're bottom nigga line i'm front tear

That's a man down
Silencer on caught the body wit no sound
Yeah
That's a man down
Silencer on caught the body wit no sound