Letras
Like, I ain't gon' lie, I got some shit that I'm 'bout to do, to, uh
Paint a different picture, type shit
'Cause I don't want these people to listen to my music and think
"Aw, he just, all he want to talk about is spinnin', all this"
I'm tryna change the community, the youth
That's-, that's probably the most-, the best thing about this shit
To talk to these people and they listen to you, they listen to what you tell them
(Aye, where my perc at?)
Long live Dushy, my brother, I miss you
Thinkin' 'bout Dushy, I get in my feelings
I think about Dushy and niggas start trippin'
Thinkin' 'bout Dushy, my brother, I'll spin for him
Long live bro, he was putting' the mеn on
Fly as a bitch, he was putting' that shit on
Bitch ass opps, he was puttin' that stick on 'em
16, and thе young nigga savage
He was 16, he was letting' 'em have it
Missin' my youngin, I'm thinkin' 'bout Kassius
I'm missin' my youngins, I'm thinkin' 'bout clutch
He was speakin' on tay, and his ass got plucked
Nigga, fuck French Fry, nigga don't give a fuck
We wiped down the market, how the fuck is they up?
All of my niggas, I'll die 'bout
Long live my brother, some shit that I cry 'bout
Long live the opps, all them niggas they capped out
Just bought a three-hundred beam, nigga, call it the tap out
Get hit with this bitch, you gon' tap out
We standin' on top, 'cause we got him knocked out
Don't jump in this beef 'cause you know you can't back out
Niggas keep tryna rap diss, really live what I rap 'bout
And niggas keep dissin', they capped out
Niggas cliquing' with opps, I guess they got them trials
These niggas be bitches, these niggas be child
That nigga ain't slidin', that nigga just rap hard
Face all clean, this bitch like a black car
We spin out the white one, jump in the black car
High-speed chase, I'ma turn into nascar
Won't get in that bitch if it ain't a fast car
I don't know why I'm lyin', I'll spin in whatever