Текст песни
I can't lose
Shorty a 10 but I ain't clamping
Fuck all that local shit you ampin'
My passport stamped in
You had yo run but now it's past tense
Ran, 92 shorts over knees
Norftown University on sleeves
I, put your career in the freezer
I, made niggas disappear like Tisa
And I'm done doing features
I already lap rappers in my leisure
And I never ran a scam, if I stole from somebody dawg I took it out they hands
I put the Norf on a squat rack
On my shoulders can you spot that
I got the city where my palms at
In my Chevy reading psalms back
I should be rapping in a headband
Every night a 60 pointer fuck the game plan
I talked her out her Fenty charismatic guy
The only way you smacking if she drunk or high
Hold on, call the FBI
Free Bo and Nique for I get me a word in
Family first it don't matter the verdict
Swear I been flowing 10 years at least
Never treat me like a artist emerging
Free Bo and Nique for I get me a word in
Family first it don't matter the verdict
Swear I been flowing 10 years at least
Never treat me like a artist emerging
Where I'm from bruh you know that for certain
Ima claim it in all of my verses
My block was on go as a kid
They shooting outside, scared to peek out the curtains
Scared to peek out the curtains
Scared to peek out the curtains
Scared to peek out the curtains
Scared to peek out the curtains
Momma said dive on the floor by the couch
10 Gunshots sound like it's right by the house
Ghetto bird flying with the light shining down
Norftown cops had niggas penned to the ground
Momma said bullets ain't got no names
Pops said niggas don't play no games
Killers been food for stepping on shoes
Ain't no rules when you giving out pain
Can't count how many kids had guns at my school