On and On

On and on and on and on it goes

On and on and on and on it goes

Yeah, caught a million on the charm

So I don't never got a charm a bitch

Ain't tryna hit no stripper ho I'm tryna fuck a pharmacist

I switch and knock your shoulder off

And probably take your arm with it

I pop out in the tech with only one chain, I be calm with it

Lil' bro, how about that? (Strike)

And get the strike while the sun is up

Can't let him in the club with us cause he gon' fuck the function up

I'm skippin' out on parties till I run another hundred up

Do all that dissin' shit in front of us, that'll get you put up under

Brickin' boots when I get bored, can turn my closet to a store

Maybach slide through Massachusetts, droppin' ashes on the floor

She know I'm rich, she rip the condom off, I'm divin' in it raw

That's the pill I pop like Tylenol, got me grindin' up my jaw

She's like, why you got all these baby

Bottles if you don't even got a kid?

I been trying to take my heart out with

This vape, cause I don't got a kid

Bro, there's so much time, you get a yeah, he say, that's not a bitch

She was fire on the gram, but when

I clipped, the shit was kind of mid

That boy kind of dead, I mean, he's still

Breathing, but them bullets killed his legs

You should've walked away when you had a

Chance, you thought it was just a threat

And someone told you better watch your

Step, maybe you won the trip that day

Now, you ain't never gotta watch your

Step again, you rolling around to shame

Cause one of y'all ask how you ended

Up in that chair, you don't wanna say

Something you ain't gonna never hear

Me saying is, I don't want brain

I know if I leave this bitch out home, they just might make me famous

Yeah, they might make me a star here

They thinkin' this shit's barging

I'm stressin' like I'm balding, then gotta kill niggas, I call friends

I said I'mma make it, they don't think

I will, shit, them niggas call tech

They gotta act as much as they want, so they ass ain't walkin'

Just cryin' over your coffin, it's like E.O.D.

Act, walk, trust them bullets killed, then I want no lean

Nah that one no drugs but I still addicted to my gun nigga so what?

They living life like they get more than one They must know some

Nah, they don't know shit

They living life like they get more than one

They must know some

Nah, they don't know shit

See my dog love turned to hate

I had to stay away

Cuffs put on me that bitch took off on me

Had to stay away

Needed your support it came too late

I had to stay away

Prescription mixed with Sprite

I love the taste

I had to stay away

Ain't sent bro to the gods

But scream free mines

I had to stay away

Bitch I run that shit up to the sky, I gotta stay away

You don't love me, baby, you just lust me, gotta stay away

Angry turning my pain into money, gotta stay away

How the fuck they love me when I win but laughing when I lose

How the fuck I take so many L's, ain't got shit left to prove

How the fuck they act like I don't deserve this shit

When they know I do

How the fuck you gon' act like the chef when we cook niggas too

Ain't confirming shit we really did and shit we didn't do

How you say you love us, take that ride and still you didn't shoot

How they fuck with police, I don't know, I hope that shit ain't true

Ain't gotta be street with me

Especially if that shit ain't you, nigga

I think I need more than one bitch to satisfy my needs

And put my trust in none of them, while they slither in my sheets

I stay mushied up, groupie sluts hitting the hash, sheesh

Last week I took a loss, bounced back, checked my rap sheet

Melodies in my melody, I don't remember my old ops

I know that they remember me, paranoia got me moving heavily

Too much shit going on, I need complete serenity

Made a play out, but I broke it down in Beverly

All these angels flying around me, that's why I'm rapping so heavenly

Almost saved me when I got locked with a blick and a few seps on me

No sucker, whatever stepped in me, I move accordingly

Your whole career's a forgery, I order drills affordably

That's what they say when I come through

Sped life, I'm making dumb moves

Blood right in the water, it's a problem with my gun

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