Nah, we the same, hmm You got that ho on retainer, I do no explaining I'll be famous, I go everywhere with my banger tell everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster I scared of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my
If she love me she say she love me we gon' be alright I still and check up on her just to see if she alright Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to her right She picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight
I'm fast, two twenty-five on the dash I'm really getting to a bag, these niggas in the past Let's facts, I'm the one with them racks I'm the one that'll up on you all by myself with that MAC I'm the one niggas pull up on and I tell 'em pull the back Pull it out the back, pop it out the vac I'm probably gon' tax If you know I got it on me, out for the police, I think you a rat Just took a loss, I think about eighty All I can think 'bout is it back If this plug just it coming, fuck it we gon' be alright I done ran a check up on 'em but I still squeeze on sight Whippin' on me when I'm wrong but yeah they still read my writes
I'm the one the thirty rounds on the twelve gauge singing, let it serenade I got everything but a hand I was really blow, I was like fourteen makin' pipe bombs Now I got a little sense but I'll still shoot like a Nikon Wrong at the wrong time, but you niggas fuckin' with the right one They call Craig Petties notorious, but I'm from he's an icon Being ain't never no fun Back when they have a GoFundMe I was moteling a snow bunny Paying all our bills with my dope is, I been broke before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon' front I brought steak for dinner but all my daughter want is cinnamon toast I keep the rifle like I go hunt, I stack the paper like a bunch I say life is sorta like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm dump Hope you got life insurance, big Poppin' like the brick guy 'til they pop your ass and your mama can't afford to bury you without a fry No rest, I can never loosen up, something a ziptie Got incendiaries in that thirty round, hop out on you and spit fire
That's overkill, I'm in over-grind like overtime, I don't get tired You a ho for real, and a pussy, that's why you always be ridin' We might've fell out but I switched sides And I never let slide Fuck your mama while the kid nap Doin' out the bitch ride Selling mid out a from Enterprise They ain't have nothing bigger a midsize the difference between hitters and sendouts Don't me lil nigga, I been about it round drum with me now Ten pounds in the I opened one and the shit loud I sold three for like ten thousand Me and bro gon' break these other six Yeah we be alright I just need a light, step brothers for
If she me like she say she love me we gon' be alright I still call and up on her just to see if she alright Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I to treat her right She just picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I tonight