This is not a love song, but I can put some feeling in it
This is not a drill song but I can put some killing in it
Broke my heart they killed my pops imagine how I'm dealing with it
This the 32 world lil bitch you just here living in it
Pops you see me wilding, out here shining man these bitches love me
Pops you see em hiding, out here dying man it's getting ugly
Whoever thought I'd started rhyming man I swear this life is funny
I just had to check in for a minute now let's get this money
Remembered that I rap and now I'm showing I'm the best
And you can walk a mile up in my shoes you see I'm truly blessed
I just be working hard with every day I swear I get no rest
But niggas know I'm good for talking shit let's put it to the test
Let's talk about that drunk lil bitch that always had me pissed
You claiming that you love a nigga, grab a bottle then you switch
The biggest snake inside my grass I cut it down and heard you hiss
I'm just giving them the truth but you take it as a diss
Me and Leek like Roc and Surf, these guns don't come with titles
If you want a feature send the bread got verses like a bible
If you talking shit we hunt him down it's like we toting rifles
You can bring a tombstone I bet that shit ain't gone say Michael
Man thhis preacher nigga talking shit like why you think of trying me
I f*cked his dream girl and piped her out because she eyeing me
They waiting on me to fall off that's some shit I know they dying to see
But it's no wrinkles in my game you know I keep that iron on me
My girl had told me get back rapping, so I had to get back to it
Told her we gone count them M's she told me she can't wait to do it
Know this dick gone have her dumb I told her I can't wait to prove it
I'm the one that rap bout guns but she gone be the one to shoot it
I put the green all on her body like she covered in the ivy
We can fly out to Malaysia I can take you to Hawaii
We can take it to the room and got you screaming god almighty
I got her dumb all over dick I think I'm f*cking with her psyche
But this is not a love song, but I can put some feeling in it
This is not a drill song but I can put some killing in it
Broke my heart they killed my pops imagine how I'm dealing with it
This the 32 world lil bitch you just here living in it
Ma you see I'm wilding, out here grinding tryna give you riches
Mia know I love her and her son and how she stunt on bitches
Leek they know we bound to go to war we flip a couple switches
Pops you raised a soldier out the mud we getting out the trenches
Nick my boy a star it's f*ck them haters that sit on the benches
Bam you know we getting millions tell them bitches pay attention
Naya know you good with hair I know you good with clip extensions
For the fam I'm nickel squeezing I ain't with all that penny pinching
Sorry for the time I left, my music I know that yall been missing
Sorry for the times I thought of quitting, I knew that I was tripping
Sorry to myself I thought I lost it thought that I was slipping
Now we back on road and back on go let's get back to this business
In the game of life the shit it's all about progression
Was a struggle with the money even way past the recession
Remember ridin with my pops he always to tote that wesson
Bitches walked out on a nigga now they out here send a message
But this is not a love song you see I put that feeling in it
This is not a drill song you see I put that killing in it
Pops been gone for 10 years imagine how I'm dealing with it
Remember this is my world be careful how you living in it
And we gone
Take us out