FUMBLED. (feat. DAETRIPPY)

Yellow tape over my face, I'm in danger I'm not alone but I ride the ranger You and me, had some beef, now we're strangers You and me, from the trenches, we were neighbors You and me, raising the stakes in my favor You and me, playing the world like a faker You and me, taking the streets in the blazer You and me, up at the top, getting greater I'm in the whip, spin the block, not a Bentley I'm getting numbers, you fill up with envy You saw the ice in my wrist, now you're getting friendly Man, your love is deadly, fill the car with loot Now it's getting heavy, start with green From the chain Now I'm getting wealthy, man I went to the doctor, it made me healthy Now I'm up at the top and it could've been You and me You and me, drive on a mission aborting me Wanted the fame, you wanted the glory You rise to the top, get the money aborting me Life was a fake and you thought you was fooling me She said she love me but I'm calling cap Was down on my knees like I'm Colin Kaep And I put the X to your name on snap Blockin your numbers and all of my apps Laughed in my face, said I couldn't rap Told her she lost, I gave her a map I got to crying deleted the chat Saw me in person, won't fall in the trap my life was cruising but then it had crashed I'ma blame you, I'm stating a fact Argue with you and you know that you're wack This could be us, you found by the bag Yellow tape is my face, I'm in danger I'm not alone but I ride the ranger You and me, had some beef, now we're strangers You and me, from the trenches, we were neighbors You and me, raising the stakes in my favor You and me, playing the world like a faker You and me, taking the streets and the blazer You and who, really came from the trenches You and who, really pushing that pressure Me and you, pushing peas like benches Cutting them off with a smirk So you know I came to Merck Let these bars go, go, go, go Yeah, go berserk So you know these Glocks came with extendos Everything's out the window I ain't with the switch and I ain't for the snitching My trigger finger be itching Hanging with the real ones and none of them actors Race around the real trappers They call me, they trippy I'm chopping these words like a hazard Bleed blue, toes backwards, SCG We ain't never laying down for the cowards Fours up for my OGs Spend the whole block day screaming out OGs Tryna run, psh, oh please While I'm out here counting the cheese They give me the keys, skirt up in the SRT Put the gas, don't floor it, turn the heads Don't try to ignore it, they gave me the knowledge I better go score it