Lyrics
Wait, can you turn it up, please? (Tony)
Hey, a lot of shit (wait a minute)
A lot of shit you can prevent for happening, you know what I'm saying?
Some shit gon' happen anyway, a lot of shit that shouldn't be happenin'
You can beat it, no cap
I'm, I'm right now, by myself, right now
I got, I got C-Stone in the booth right now by myself
That's all my life, came in this shit alone
Yo' goin' to go out this shit by yourself, for real
Fuck a nigga, fuck your feelings, they was hatin' anyway
My lil' bitch up out of Florida say I'm low-key, I been M.I.A.
I don't need no nigga vouch for me, I got my own bag
My own flow, my own swag, you ain't gotta rock with me
I got my own back, 15, no nigga front me, I bought my own sack
RIP lil' Nino, I wish I could bring my homie back
That's exactly how I feel, I just blew that deal yesterday
Want nobody to worry about me, I was in that field every day
Fuck you, man, I was on my own, had to get it on my own
In these streets like I was grown
Runnin' wild, took my charges on my own, ain't say a word
Pay the bond, get it done, 'cause I'm tryna get home early
You went broke, heard you tricked it off on buyin' that lil' bitch purses
Fuck a Birkin, put the bitch up on the strip and make her work it
I sold more chickens than churches, high as fuck, but I'm still workin'
Hunnid shots, I'm by myself, lil' nigga, I ain't never worried
Tats up on my chest, I take my shirt off
You look good, you better with your clothes off
Take another sip and then I dozed off
We don't play no set-up game
She play, I knock the ho off
Like a badass kid, mama, every beat, I go off
Tats up on my chest, I take my shirt off
You look good, you better with your clothes off
Take another sip and then I dozed off
We don't play no set-up game
She play, I knock the ho off
Like a badass kid, mama, every beat, I go off
I hit the ground runnin' down, took off like a rocket (yew)
How the fuck you a killer, but you never caught a body?
Ay, yeah, lil' bitch, yo' face alright, but I'm feelin' your body
She say, "AP, you be pimpin'," bitch, I can't go broke like Scotty
I got Cali Bowls in the middle of Raleigh
Ay, nah, I can't hit you blunt, 'cause all I smoke's exotic
I can't shout with you, you shout with me, go ask the hood, they cop for me
2013, all I wanted was me some Robin James
You hatin', why you ain't even proud of me?
I can't lie like it ain't shockin' me
Murder scenes and robberies, this shit took a toll on me
They went home and fought on me, ho tried to go tell on me
I wanted a better me, I damn near lost everything
I got racks on me, the long way, 10-5 what the quan say
Still will catch your opp, hopped out, whack his ass broad day
They say, "Wait your turn," but this shit ain't what God say
Rock n' pull UMP, I ain't just pull up, demon fuck this crease up all day
Tats up on my chest, I take my shirt off
You look good, you better with your clothes off
Take another sip and then I dozed off
We don't play no set-up game
She play, I knock the ho off
Like a badass kid, mama, every beat, I go off
Tats up on my chest, I take my shirt off
You look good, you better with your clothes off
Take another sip and then I dozed off
We don't play no set-up game
She play, I knock the ho off
Like a badass kid, mama, every beat, I go off