Lyrics
(Yo, Adb, this beat go crazy)
Oh yeah
Yeah
I have some shit to get off my heart, I hope you listenin'
(Adb, play that shit)
Type shit
Yeah
Get off 30 before you end up dyin', darg (yeah, yeah)
Nobody hatin' but everybody tryin', darg (yeah, yeah)
If I take another 30, then I'm flyin', darg (yeah, yeah)
You can add a 30-clip to the G-Lock if you buy it, darg (yeah, yeah)
We ain't porn stars but we been tryna save clips (for real)
They're both brothers, they caught bodies on the same strip
OTR and that's my darg and I can't blame him
'Cause this freedom's what you make it and there's judges tryna take it (word)
I'm in the restaurant, am I lackin'? Hell no (hell no)
I got it stuck up on my body, Velcro (ooh)
I gave him cash, fuck that nigga's elbow
I don't think you understand, I'll fuckin' trap in hailstones
I think I'm Mexican, you know I fuckin' did it
The way she textin', I will see her in a minute (in a minute)
Overdosin' on the money, I can't find the limit
Niggas cyber-killin', we just fuckin' cyber-livin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get off 30 before you end up dyin', darg (yeah, yeah)
Nobody hatin' but everybody tryin', darg (yeah, yeah)
If I take another 30, then I'm flyin', darg (yeah, yeah)
You can add a 30-clip to the G-Lock if you buy it, darg (yeah, yeah)
Conspiracy to supply is a horrifyin' charge (yeah)
All I know is buy and sell and supply and demand
The way she movin', I don't know if we're likely to last
Don't tell my problems and these people ain't likely to ask
I'm plannin' out my future, ain't got my mind on the past
Came up catchin' contact highs, I was dancin' up dark
I ain't got a dog in this race or mice in this yard
But I sat and watched the rat bite the cheese 'cause he thought he was smart (yeah)
And they say thugs don't cry but there's water in my eyes when you cross my mind
And I'm drivin' 'round this Lamb' dumb high, richer than I've ever been, and I'm still on my grind
Get off 30 before you end up dyin', darg (yeah, yeah)