Letras
Before you let em take a seat at the table
Know his agenda
I run my faculty like the mob
Cause I’m a member
That nigga died over a bitch
Cause he was tender
It took a while to master my mix
Go get the blender
We did some things
We never could speak on
But I remember
Told my niggas post on ya block
I feel like a vendor
Work behind the bumper
Another few in the fender
Like Melo
Got my pounds in New York
But they came from Denver
They say I only rap bout drugs
That’s a no brainer
Cause when it comes to living that life
I’m no stranger
Talkin bout u beefing wit opps
But in no danger
Turn a nigga tee
Dark red
But I’m no painter
Pull up wit dem sticks
And dem just drums
I got the band wit me
Brought so many dips to function
Thought I had Cam wit me
Anytime I leave out my house
Know I got grams wit me
All we do is talk white powder
I got clan wit me
Trap spot rollin fasho
But I’m no neighbor
Nigga say he jackin my hood
But he no paver
Coulda took his bitch
Off the rip
But I’m no savior
Call the plug back
Cause them chickens got no flavor
Buzzin made 200 1 play
Right From his computer
I was busy pushing the rock
Like Dennis Schroeder
Im a plug
But still might get em off to the users
On the tour,
But I still could send
Chickens there in a Uber
I know they feel the wave
I been building up momentum
No matter where u at
If u pay me I’m gon send em
Lost alotta friendships