Letras
Welcome back, Blake
Aydin
Uh, I'm lyin' I said I
Trust you
I'm lyin' I said I trust you
Long as I got this shit coming in
I ain't tryna rush it
Me and mine, we known for getting it in
Y'all ain't known for nothing
They been hating on me since back then
I know I hurt they stomach
They can't do the shit I do
They ain't did the shit I did
If it really was a threat, I would've been already slid
Probably wanna see me crash, I back up and focus in
Get on the gram and flex that bag
They gon' act like they noticed then
I can get on that, but I had to switch the vibe
I don't know Kodak, but I keep that right beside
Boy, don't you get wet up if you slippin, they gon' slide
I'm tryna keep my head up, I know niggas facin' time
In my left pocket, got racks
In my right pocket, a nine
I'm knee-deep all in that trap
I'm still peepin' through them blinds
If you don't know nothin' about that
Don't even try to speak your mind
R.I.P. to my dawgs, I'm still thinkin' bout them times
I might trip, but I ain't gon' fall
I had to get back on my grind
She gon' trip whenever she call
Cause I ain't answer the last time
Bro say he sick, having withdraws
He fiening just to pour a line
Maintainin' the motion
Regainin' the focus
I'm in my lane and I'm rollin
Niggas been lame and I noticed
Don't try to compare me to Brodie
You probably thought that I had wrote this
But I just really be flowin
You probably think that I ain't know shit
But I'm really knowin
You probably think that she ain't on dick
But she really going
All these hoes be actin' so lit
But they really boring
Why these niggas actin' so rich
When they really owing
It's shit I just don't understand