Can't treat em the same this ain't the same naw
We giving em problems
I sit back and let the plot thicken a lil bit
Then I
I'm giving em problems
She wanna lay up suck and goo goo gaga all day
She think she a todler
My bloody wanna shoot and run into some numbers today
Cause he think he a mobsters
Still in the slums I tell my bro I love em to death
If you know than you know about loyalty
Keep it honorable play on the roster
Or send him to his Heavenly Father
Paid all my dues i thought I couldn't manage it
These lil niggas be amateurs
Get it how you get it play it to win
I made way off advantages
Feds photo shooting you busy posing
F*ck it I'm cool off the cameras
Manifesting got me chasing what's mines but I'm never low on my stamina
Benji calling it ain't him we decline
We ain't even bouta answer ya
Like how numbers look when they go incline
Yea that's how you know when u ran it up
Put some bags into real estate we in the sticks
Somewhere out in east bubble f*ck
Now today we gone feast at the table for toast
For them nights we was huddled up
Waiting for double ups my niggas willing and able
Shoot outs got the neighbors on angles
Protected by spirits and angels
Uh
Never was on the shit these niggas be on they know ima whole different caliber
Dawg
My brudda got 20 his spirits be high like he didn't do 10 of them calendars
Forever my homie she call when she lonely she talk to me heavy then back it up
My lil brudda he eating he play with them numbers like all thru the night then he add it up
Like lightning McQueen
My block in outta machines
Double the pressure we put on these niggas
We up till the morning foot chasing a dream
Sturdy here ain't no debating a thing
However you want it we ready
Pop up on these niggas like Freddy
My neighborhood getting deadly
Seen niggas die by the deli
Facts
Pour out some liquor that go to the runners we lost
We gone link when it's over with
I still be questioning god why you taking my friends
All my niggas I'm rollin with
Head on a swivel this shit can be gone in a minute
Take nothing for granite
I pray for my brudda when he go in front of parole cause we need it granted
Ambitious she told me her goals
And she know how to ride on the pole
Go on tour make her ride on the rode
After that we get back to the dough
Fasure
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Can't treat em the same this ain't the same naw
We giving em problems
I sit back and let the plot thicken a lil bit
Then I
I'm giving em problems
She wanna lay up suck and goo goo gaga all day
She think she a todler
My bloody wanna shoot and run into some numbers today
Cause he think he a mobsters
Still in the slums I tell my bro I love em to death
If you know than you know about loyalty
Keep it honorable play on the roster
Or send him to his Heavenly Father
Paid all my dues i thought I couldn't manage it
These lil niggas be amateurs
Get it how you get it play it to win
I made way off advantages
Feds photo shooting you busy posing
F*ck it I'm cool off the cameras
Manifesting got me chasing what's mines but I'm never low on my stamina
Benji calling it ain't him we decline
We ain't even bouta answer ya
Like how numbers look when they go incline
Yea that's how you know when u ran it up
Put some bags into real estate we in the sticks
Somewhere out in east bubble f*ck
Now today we gone feast at the table for toast
For them nights we was huddled up
Waiting for double ups my niggas willing and able
Shoot outs got the neighbors on angles
Protected by spirits and angels
Uh
Never was on the shit these niggas be on they know ima whole different caliber
Dawg
My brudda got 20 his spirits be high like he didn't do 10 of them calendars
Forever my homie she call when she lonely she talk to me heavy then back it up
My lil brudda he eating he play with them numbers like all thru the night then he add it up
Like lightning McQueen
My block in outta machines
Double the pressure we put on these niggas
We up till the morning foot chasing a dream
Sturdy here ain't no debating a thing
However you want it we ready
Pop up on these niggas like Freddy
My neighborhood getting deadly
Seen niggas die by the deli
Facts
Pour out some liquor that go to the runners we lost
We gone link when it's over with
I still be questioning god why you taking my friends
All my niggas I'm rollin with
Head on a swivel this shit can be gone in a minute
Take nothing for granite
I pray for my brudda when he go in front of parole cause we need it granted
Ambitious she told me her goals
And she know how to ride on the pole
Go on tour make her ride on the rode
After that we get back to the dough
Fasure
We giving em problems
I sit back and let the plot thicken a lil bit
Then I
I'm giving em problems
She wanna lay up suck and goo goo gaga all day
She think she a todler
My bloody wanna shoot and run into some numbers today
Cause he think he a mobsters
Still in the slums I tell my bro I love em to death
If you know than you know about loyalty
Keep it honorable play on the roster
Or send him to his Heavenly Father
Paid all my dues i thought I couldn't manage it
These lil niggas be amateurs
Get it how you get it play it to win
I made way off advantages
Feds photo shooting you busy posing
F*ck it I'm cool off the cameras
Manifesting got me chasing what's mines but I'm never low on my stamina
Benji calling it ain't him we decline
We ain't even bouta answer ya
Like how numbers look when they go incline
Yea that's how you know when u ran it up
Put some bags into real estate we in the sticks
Somewhere out in east bubble f*ck
Now today we gone feast at the table for toast
For them nights we was huddled up
Waiting for double ups my niggas willing and able
Shoot outs got the neighbors on angles
Protected by spirits and angels
Uh
Never was on the shit these niggas be on they know ima whole different caliber
Dawg
My brudda got 20 his spirits be high like he didn't do 10 of them calendars
Forever my homie she call when she lonely she talk to me heavy then back it up
My lil brudda he eating he play with them numbers like all thru the night then he add it up
Like lightning McQueen
My block in outta machines
Double the pressure we put on these niggas
We up till the morning foot chasing a dream
Sturdy here ain't no debating a thing
However you want it we ready
Pop up on these niggas like Freddy
My neighborhood getting deadly
Seen niggas die by the deli
Facts
Pour out some liquor that go to the runners we lost
We gone link when it's over with
I still be questioning god why you taking my friends
All my niggas I'm rollin with
Head on a swivel this shit can be gone in a minute
Take nothing for granite
I pray for my brudda when he go in front of parole cause we need it granted
Ambitious she told me her goals
And she know how to ride on the pole
Go on tour make her ride on the rode
After that we get back to the dough
Fasure
Writer: Kashif Cahoon
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