What You Mean

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Reuel, stop playing with these niggas
Niggas say I'm losing my shit, well help me find it
Got judged off my rap sheet, they put me in confinement
You can catch me where the money at, lil' nigga, I ain't hide

Y'all ain't seein' no money, so that explain why y'all can't find me
Hit a nigga with this hockey stick and give his ass some red wings
Crazy ass run, got me some money, not no leg speed
Convince niggas, pissy, I been shittin', they can't stand me

Slide on the opps, now and later, these niggas candy
Sweet tooth, added some bullets, subtract the opps, I made it equal
Hop out the cat hop in the foreign, ridin' diesel
It's a movie when I'm shootin' this weapon, you know it's lethal

Bitch, I'm biting down when it's pressure like my teeth do
We ain't doin' none of that lil' small shit y'all niggas be on, man
You know, Jerry said we goin' big with this shit and that's what it is
For real, punch me back in

Treat a opp like my old bitch, I won't miss
Put a hole in him f*ck a CD, this ain't no diss
I'm a landscaper, f*ck a rake, I'll blow sticks
Niggas can't stand me, don't understand because I stand on business

Worth a couple million, continental, tryna grab a Bentley
Yeah, I'm the one cause I got sense, go get change for a penny
Hated by many, loved by plenty, shit, f*ck who against me
I left that shit behind me like the wall because my back against it

I'm like the opps' daddy with my music cause I know they listen
Make sure they outside when I slide so they know who did it
These niggas is some lame, swear to God, nobody know these niggas
They got me in my bag, I swear to God, I can hoe these niggas

I'm five'ten", but these bullets five'seven", who I'm stretching
Whenever it's my time, I pray to God I go to heaven
I spent a lot of time in the streets being a devil
Ain't got enough time for no bitch, I'm on the next one

Aye, for real, be for real
Y'all thought this shit was over with for a nigga or somethin'
Y'all thought I wasn't gon' hop back in my bag in my duffel or somethin'
Them niggas got a lot to learn

Last time I looked at the clock, it was my time
I was fucked up, but now I'm ballin', that's the blind side
I don't wanna f*ck with no new niggas, join the opp side
Only f*ck with bosses can't be fuckin' with the mob ties

The last time I capped about shootin', it was a toy gun
If I don't state facts' in this shit, it ain't gon' be no fun
We buyin' all the straps, this Glock, weird cause it's switched up
I be gettin' mad as f*ck, don't talk to me, I'm tryna cope

Stop actin' like you crazy, nigga, you ain't crazy, nigga
Made me a thousand and sixty seconds, I can't wait a minute
I would count what's in my pocket, bitch, but it'll take a minute
I would say I'm trippin', I get mad, ready to face a nigga

Yeah, just cause this song over, don't mean this
Shit over nigga
Yeah, bitch, we gon' keep goin' with this shit
Keep pressin' on y'all lil' hoe-ass niggas cause y'all ain't no shit
F*ck you mean

F*ck you mean
Nigga, what the f*ck you mean
Bitch, what the f*ck you mean

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