Girl your words don't mean shit to me
Your actions showed me everything
You left me in the trenches now I'm moving on to better things
You tried to box me up, you had to lie to stay ahead of me
But the truth is in discovery, we'll see who win at sentencing
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
Everything I had and done made you done took
Had a thousand to my name and had to put it on my books
Never gained shit from being loyal
Real ones don't get rewarded
Let em' try to run up I keep 40's I ain't never worried
Don't believe a word they say the media is full of shit
They gon' paint the picture different anything to make a ticket
Always had it out for me, the city wanna hang me up
Most y'all be pussy take your tail, hide, and tuck it up
Me I never budge for nothin', everyday I run it up
Plugs love me state to state cause they know I f*ck it up
Trappin' I'm still into that, buy a load and send it back
Throw the profits in the rap game to make a real bag
Everybody thinking that they gangsta till the feds hit em'
When they see that time for that charge then they start snitchin'
I done went to trial by myself I ain't had no codefendant
I ain't never told the police shit and I ain't got no resentment
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
We gon' set the record straight
I took a plea for 5 years on my fed case
Read that paperwork, nigga them the wrong dates
And when them people said I told, show me my name (aye)
Keep it real nigga f*ck all that
You feel like it's that, nigga come and solve that
In the shopping center on Harvard spinnin' tires in my Scat Pack
Ya'll niggas got my address, know where I be at
It ain't hard to find out where I lay
If a nigga run up on me niggas know how I play
Hit em' with the put it in the blender
I been chasin that knot, boy I'm the big spender
If you ain't got 100k then you a little nigga
I'm a big nigga baby I'm a rich nigga
In Philly with the Eagles, charging 76 with it
Orange pills out the farm, cost a leg and a arm
Hit the road in rental cars
If you broke you gon' starve (aye)
If you broke you gon' starve
Pulling up in rental cars
Orange pills out the farm
Cost a leg and a arm
Lil nigga, lets hit that road
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Girl your words don't mean shit to me
Your actions showed me everything
You left me in the trenches now I'm moving on to better things
You tried to box me up, you had to lie to stay ahead of me
But the truth is in discovery, we'll see who win at sentencing
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
Everything I had and done made you done took
Had a thousand to my name and had to put it on my books
Never gained shit from being loyal
Real ones don't get rewarded
Let em' try to run up I keep 40's I ain't never worried
Don't believe a word they say the media is full of shit
They gon' paint the picture different anything to make a ticket
Always had it out for me, the city wanna hang me up
Most y'all be pussy take your tail, hide, and tuck it up
Me I never budge for nothin', everyday I run it up
Plugs love me state to state cause they know I f*ck it up
Trappin' I'm still into that, buy a load and send it back
Throw the profits in the rap game to make a real bag
Everybody thinking that they gangsta till the feds hit em'
When they see that time for that charge then they start snitchin'
I done went to trial by myself I ain't had no codefendant
I ain't never told the police shit and I ain't got no resentment
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
We gon' set the record straight
I took a plea for 5 years on my fed case
Read that paperwork, nigga them the wrong dates
And when them people said I told, show me my name (aye)
Keep it real nigga f*ck all that
You feel like it's that, nigga come and solve that
In the shopping center on Harvard spinnin' tires in my Scat Pack
Ya'll niggas got my address, know where I be at
It ain't hard to find out where I lay
If a nigga run up on me niggas know how I play
Hit em' with the put it in the blender
I been chasin that knot, boy I'm the big spender
If you ain't got 100k then you a little nigga
I'm a big nigga baby I'm a rich nigga
In Philly with the Eagles, charging 76 with it
Orange pills out the farm, cost a leg and a arm
Hit the road in rental cars
If you broke you gon' starve (aye)
If you broke you gon' starve
Pulling up in rental cars
Orange pills out the farm
Cost a leg and a arm
Lil nigga, lets hit that road
Your actions showed me everything
You left me in the trenches now I'm moving on to better things
You tried to box me up, you had to lie to stay ahead of me
But the truth is in discovery, we'll see who win at sentencing
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
Everything I had and done made you done took
Had a thousand to my name and had to put it on my books
Never gained shit from being loyal
Real ones don't get rewarded
Let em' try to run up I keep 40's I ain't never worried
Don't believe a word they say the media is full of shit
They gon' paint the picture different anything to make a ticket
Always had it out for me, the city wanna hang me up
Most y'all be pussy take your tail, hide, and tuck it up
Me I never budge for nothin', everyday I run it up
Plugs love me state to state cause they know I f*ck it up
Trappin' I'm still into that, buy a load and send it back
Throw the profits in the rap game to make a real bag
Everybody thinking that they gangsta till the feds hit em'
When they see that time for that charge then they start snitchin'
I done went to trial by myself I ain't had no codefendant
I ain't never told the police shit and I ain't got no resentment
I ain't goin' out with no fight
You ain't runnin' off with my life
I know karma really a bitch and I ain't gotta tell you twice
You gon' look back in five years and realize I was right
Shit gon' blow back in your face you keep on playin' 'round with that fire
We gon' set the record straight
I took a plea for 5 years on my fed case
Read that paperwork, nigga them the wrong dates
And when them people said I told, show me my name (aye)
Keep it real nigga f*ck all that
You feel like it's that, nigga come and solve that
In the shopping center on Harvard spinnin' tires in my Scat Pack
Ya'll niggas got my address, know where I be at
It ain't hard to find out where I lay
If a nigga run up on me niggas know how I play
Hit em' with the put it in the blender
I been chasin that knot, boy I'm the big spender
If you ain't got 100k then you a little nigga
I'm a big nigga baby I'm a rich nigga
In Philly with the Eagles, charging 76 with it
Orange pills out the farm, cost a leg and a arm
Hit the road in rental cars
If you broke you gon' starve (aye)
If you broke you gon' starve
Pulling up in rental cars
Orange pills out the farm
Cost a leg and a arm
Lil nigga, lets hit that road
Writer: Dylan Estep
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