Lyrics
Aye
Know they wanna see me fold
But I ain't failed yet
Niggas ain't trappin' hard enough like with my scale at
I ain't lookin' around for none of these nats like with my gal at
Had to cut these niggas off like where you gon' tuck ya tail at
I was stuck in TDC like damn where my mail at
Nigga a hell star, I don't even want no hellcat
I don't even like being played with, that's why I fell back
Ain't never won no spelling bee but I can spell racks
Lot of shit still be in the past but I be lookin' back
I done found the code to this shit, I got it cracked
Money green and pink, this shit look like it's Applejack's
Family and this money, nothing comin' after that
If I ever stop this shit, they probably callin' me back home
If I ever pop my shit, I pop it on my own
I ain't never gave a fuck cause I write my wrongs
I just speak this shit all through when I be makin' these songs
I just speak this shit all through when I be makin' these hits
I go Bobby Boucher in this shit, I'll send a blitz
Leanin' off that shit, I'm leanin' like a kick
I got niggas still uh touch, you just off your lil' bitch
Niggas mad, niggas broke, he done threw a fit
Bunch of goofies in this shit, these niggas doin' skits
Doin' what the next nigga did, these niggas sick
Niggas couldn't even out hustle me when I was on my dick
Arguin' with my bitch, I ain't worried about no niggas
She had before my dick, ain't even hang out with the gang
I hang with my bitch, niggas be hollin, they got game
But they ain't gave a shit
I know stripes had came with it
That's why I got some, and I was forced to do this shit
So I wear white ones, and where I come from
My nigga, we ain't have no icon
My mama and daddy were broke nigga
But they made the right son
Now I'm the right don
If I ever stop this shit, they probably callin' me back home
If I ever pop my shit, I pop it on my own
I ain't never gave a fuck, cause I write my wrongs