Letras
That's crazy
If you gon' hate
At least stand on your hatin' nigga
No cap
I am not with the sneak shit
I just smile and I peep shit
Got no time for the sneak shit
Really I am tryna eat here
I am not with the sneak shit
You niggas not on no street shit
I am not with the sweet shit
Swear to God on some weak shit
Fuck it
I just want the fade
No fuckin' games
I'm not the one to play
I'm like what's up
You ain't have none to say
I run the fade
You'll just run away
Runnin' plays
I need a hundred plays
Yea them niggas told me
You got fronted plays
Yea face that
You can face facts
Witcha fake act
Hit the playback
Run the tape back
I don't fake shit
I just make stats
Man you on some indirect shit
Yea them words ain't got no direction
Put an address on that text shit
Fuck that shit
I need a check
I'm finna run a play
Yea
I am not with the sneak shit
I just smile and I peep shit
Got no time for the sneak shit
Really I am tryna eat here
I am not with the sneak shit
You niggas not on no street shit
I am not with the sweet shit
Swear to God on some weak shit
You don't hear me but I'm talkin'
Went from teammate to a target
You gon' see what's so important
Cuz while you sleepin'
I am creepin' I am plottin'
Went to sleep on a dream
Then I dreamed I was rich
Went to lean on the sleep
Then I leaned off the fence
She was leanin' on me
Had to lean off of them
Like a feen on a fence
Like a feen on a bench