This Wayy
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Yo What I say on that shit the other day nigga It was like I'm like Gang going this way Choppa hit yo sensei They don't wanna see you win Tell me what yo friends say, This my worst song, Something like that, Gang going this way Choppa hit you sensei They dont wanna see you win Tell me what you friends say This my worst song Ok, play it on my best day Niggas hella brazy I'm just glad that these meds came, Niggas locked up They just worried what the judge say Baby hella bad So I'm gon put her on the runway Started from the bottom So I only had that one way Cooking wit the pot pans Sliding out them dodge vans 365 at 15 I couldn't dodge that Niggas think they trappin Ok tell me where them rocks at Niggas think it's brackin Til you livin where the cops at Had to tell my brother Keep quiet til yo jaw snap Niggas think they gang full of lions But they all rats Niggas in the field ok, See me out in combat Momma said I still got that glo I Thought I lost that Niggas call my phone I don't pull up for No weak shit Bitch I'm sellin dope That'll get yo whole team lit Same niggas starvin Same niggas live the dream with Bitches always trippin Who I pull up To the scene wit Think I'm Mitchy slick If I pull up In the green whip FMF the family You ain't blood than We ain't seen shit Speaking on my brother You get wrapped up On the scene shit Gang going this way Choppa hit you sensei They don't wanna see you win Tell me what yo friends say This my worst song Ok, play it on my best day Niggas hella brazy I'll pull up ina instant All that speaking on the gram Than we pull up and your kidding I told every nigga trippin Shoot it out like armageddon Niggas wanna talk that bread But they don't know Bout what I'm gettin Baby I'm the plug I can get u some extensions Your the type of gucci bag Louis bag Fendi bag I'm the type of nigga that can get you that Baby I'm that boyfriend That could always come and get you back Zayyp, you gon be mad when I'm HD All that slick talk ain't never gon faze me Back breaker Baby, break your back to amaze me I was in that kitchen on my dailys Whippin stacy I was in that juvy hella months They couldn't place me I was in and out them homes Then I almost went to bailey Said you thought about me then Have you thought about me lately Mob ties, nigga known to do a nigga shady Cant f*ck wit these hoes Cause they always want my baby Can't f*ck wit these niggas Cause they always gettin over I'll b by myself Before I be around some vultures Rap game brazy Cause I do this for the culture I ain't close to where I need to be But I'm gettin closer Came a long way From the rats And the roaches Now I got so many racks I try to hide them In the sofa When I say I'm medicated off the weed And off the soda Ion really give a f*ck They gon pay us What they owe us When we went the wrong way Nigga this is what they showed us Gang goin this way Choppa hit you sensei They don't wanna see you win Nigga knock their top off Throwing up their gang Strap up and Knock Their block off Niggas wasn't wit me When I had to get that rock off I was in the city Off Highland by that walmart It was me and Rell Duckin dodging all them cop cars Been around the city U ain't never been to my part I'll show u how to cook up dope And get 5 stars Baby want my baby, But she got a baby lifes hard Pop 2 xanz Now she leaning off the mikes hard She gon throw it back For them bandz And some nice cars Zayyp amazing She said you gon be a big star I said how you know She said cause you made it this far I know that you don't notice But you really got a big heart Remember all those days That I was waitin on your discharge Remember all those days that I was Sittin in that cell They don't wanna see me win They wanna see me in that jail So I Wrote me up a plan Stuck to that It didnt fail Lot of people love me I ain't get a lot of mail Not bout what you seen Nigga it's bout what you tell Stay down, Stay down but we came up Don't say nun When we see u in yo lane stuck Lot of blue hunnids Gold chains when u face us FMF the family Why these niggas wanna claim blood Cause you see us at the table Eatin all the steak huh Bussin Dates all day, No break huh And it's real when we put it in yo face huh Bad bitch I don't care when we break up Black mob take Money We dont take love Gang goin this way Choppa hit yo sensei They dont wanna see u win Tell me what yo friends say This my worst song Ok play it on my, Ok play it on my
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