Up to You (feat. Bookioworld)

Cold cold winters real hot summers You boy's dead broke dawg that's gotta be a bummer I ain't really winnin if I ain't feeding my brother 100 Rounds in this drum will have you runnin to your mother Your momma can't save you , just know your times come You be on the gram flexin with your moms gun I was 10 with 2 guns, I was never dumb They gon have to check in to the 'spital Before I let them run They took it too far so I can't wave no flag Boy I been It, ain't even get tagged Shit talkin like a fag, and that's gon get him bagged Around the gun said I got a rag Coroners gon see his body it might make them gag If the mag empty out, that might just get him stabbed Aye Like a camel I gotta double back I be in the field everyday like a runnin back Nah, see that's overplayed I be in the field like it's a sunny day But I'm still there when it's raining I can't ever change Why them boys steady pocket watching They acting hella strange Niggas talkin all that bs but don't play getback You runnin all your lip to da world come get your racks Pillowtalking to these hoes claiming you got the sack Fumbling plays you acting like a weak quarterback A psa to my opps Just know I call all the shots And I keep me a couple knots Me and bro stay with a glock 4 Lines of the wock Bro got his wrist in the pot We kick the door down lil nigga we never ever knock Bitch Nigga fuck 12 If you snitch and still don't beat your case I hope you rot in hell Big forty on my hip knock off your taco shell This lil bitch just sucked my dick up in Taco Bell Nigga we been tapped in you in the way Checking my bank account made a Couple bands today Feeling like offset fuck your thot on a Monday Nigga play with my money then og Let it spray I know I know I know but i dont care It cost 4-5 bones to get you wacked I Ain't scared My bitch cheat she can die and break A leg Kevin Ware I don't give a fuck where I'm at I see Some ass ima stare