Lyrics
Sorry for the mix up
All I ask is please don't ever switch up
Switch up on me
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh, uh
Okay, please, don't make 'em switch up
You got bands, he got plans, that's a set up
Choppas out, they say "Damn," now you wet up
He your friend, but today he a hitta
Okay, shoot 'em up, hit 'em in bounds (bounds)
Come around, take that crown (crown)
Niggas want war with me (leave 'em deceased)
I shut 'em down (down)
Don't nobody really want beef
I be ready for the shit
Niggas like "Not now" (not now)
In '08, was moving the O for the three
My niggas was breaking down pounds
I run in your house, then take what I see
And dip in the whip with the tank on E
I love all my niggas, I fuck with my niggas
But if they switch up I make 'em go to sleep
I pray for my sins, tell the preacher to preach
I like to smile, so they think that it's sweet
He wearing a hood and he live in the hood
And he move with a scythe so he ready to reap
What I sow, give me the needle
You niggas roach a bitch, I'm a beetle
I'm at the court, I'm under oath
Ask for the truth, I do what's illegal
I tell a lie, make it a act
Life is a movie, livin' in a Regal
Momma and grandma looking at my record confused
Like "How is my boy so evil?"
Your boy is a man, understand?
Jump off the porch and I land
Swimming in sin for the bands
Being locked up wasn't ever in my plans
Now as I sharpen the top of a can in the can
Put tape on the handle to handle your man
Reflect on the negative shit that I did
But if I go broke I'ma do it again
Please, don't make 'em switch up
You got bands, he got plans, that's a set up
Choppas out, they say "Damn," now you wet up
He a friend, but today he a hitta