Letras
Got Chops n Glocks all in da spot you soin did way won't make it back
Know in real good wit that 56 But cuzzo Creep up wit dat MAC
Before I let go of dis gun let go My feelings ts Wack
Come to find out all my feelings been the shit holdin me back
Opps dyin ain doin no Cryin I'm tryna see nore bodies drop
These niggas only be tuff online in real life a nih get popped
I can't give my heart to none else but dis music & dat glock
Catch Me a rapper get put on FOX
Tryna go drill you wit it or not
I did ts myself
Don't got no team just got my dream make sure this shit get felt
On alla opps I lay dat belt
Dat pole shoot fire make em melt
Right when you show em dat you need em they gon leave you by yourself
Times done changed now they need me
Ts so crazy I can't help em
Ain gimme shi they all was selfish
Catch a Opp I leave em Breathless
556 shoot out da Chop
Dat Glock got Over 50 shots
Come to da souf Got Percs n Rocks
Like Sendin niggas to da Nurse & Doctors
When it Come to rap I'm da first to Pop
Too many rappers ion een wanna drop
They make it seem like it ain yo Fault but den they go and give up yo spot
All ts I dealt wit make me go harder I earned this guap
I gotta get rich if I don't I'll feel like a Bitch ian got no choice to stop
( keep all dat)