Lyrics:
Their mind read easy, I see right through 'em
The AK'll do em, like nobody ??? 'em
Stop, it's best that you keep it movin', you'll get shot
We ain't
of that cake to
Bruh I ain’t jealous
Man, I just want a piece of that cake to
Bruh I ain’t jealous
Shit, I ain’t sweating it
I don’t sweat
I say shit with
My momma ain't raised no punk, and neither did 'Pac
So when it jump off, I breathe for Yak'
Been puttin' in work, so I walk with a bop
And it
matter
Lemme in
Let em in
Lemme in I don't care they spell it
I just sparked the blunt I ain't never get jealous
I dish out the meat but I like me some
stay ready when I go
Heavy hitters with me they ain’t liking how we get it
They ain’t really jealous, they just miss it how we kicked it
Heard about
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution
It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home
I'm addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my
You know it) i ain't playin' with
I ain't playin' with these niggas (Niggas)
Bitch, don't you play me, don't you try me
I need the exact amount
Look
‘Cause you ain’t doing shit and
I don’t like the look of it
Friends, family and you bitches
If it ain’t about no business
You can miss me with it
I
past life
Don't act like we homeboys, ain't no love in the fast life
I switch gears on them jealous bitches, who do you fear?
The gameplan
into your eyes
Can't tell me love ain't real cause it caught me by surprise
If I ever missed your call its only cause my phone died
Just got your message
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
don't get hit with the puff
I got enough but it still ain't enough
Wishing they would so I'm letting it shuck
In the dawn of the dead and I made it
fuckin' raw
I upped the score, I want for more, shit, I'm like, "It's up to y'all"
And you ain't gotta talk behind my back, you know my number, call me,
not a slave
Get money everyday
It ain't no other way
That's how it is until they put me in a grave
I never learned a trade
I fuck with chess and spades
'Cause I'll hop up out the roof with fully-autos and embed it in your brain
It's like fee, fie, foe, fum, I smell the blood of a jealous ass punk
One
jealous motherfuckers tryna be me
Ay, mo, I ain't done yet
I'm still talking reckless
Cause I'm so reckless
Ay, nigga, I'm reckless
Six figures, I
that button, oh (vroom)
Tap, hol' on no cap, bitch, you a rat, you probably told on the gang
Spun it one time with the mask on, spun it two times with
jealous they envy of my style
Pull up on em im flexing
Pull up inna Tesla
My niggas gon flex on these bitches
Pull up on em I flex with the chicken
Since
Motivated by love with the blessings of God
We were head over heels in this love thang
Funny ain't it thinkin back, our friends thought it was just a fling
I
Well I don't like it when I see your eyes dartin'
Back and forth across the room
And I don't like it when I see you doin' dances
Baby that I ain't
And for you haters out there, pay attention
(Jealousy's a motherfucker) Let it go
You don't want no problem, you don't wanna mess with it
How I put it
alone
I'll go feet first down that rabbit hole
Hate the thought of you with anyone else
All the other girls mean nothing next to you
Jealous jealous
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