Hard To Love Album Lyrics by Moneybagg Yo

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They Say

(Turn me up, YC)
(SkyDiddy)
Look at Bagg, think he puttin' on
He really ain't that hard, I just like a couple songs
He only make music if it's a social media trend
Heard they ain't did shit to the niggas 'posed to kill his friends
He rich enough to drop a bag, why they ain't up the score?
That nigga ain't livin' gangster, he just rappin', CB4
You see he left his baby mama for that IG ho
Is all that true? (Somebody told me that shit, I don't know)
Stop goin' off what they say, nigga

They talk about you when you got a name (that's the game)
Soon as you get some money, they gon' say you changed (for some fame)
At first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (went our separate ways)
Killed my lil' dawg and that shit broke my heart (life ain't been the same)
Stand on my ten everywhere I go ('where I go)
Today might be that day, nigga, you never know (never know)
Went around the world and put on for my hood (Walker Holmes)
Once I get my word, then it's overstood

Hard to stay focus at the same time handle this smoke (balance)
Can't get tricked out this shit, some years ago I was just poor
You ain't even know, I was on go
Could've lost it all, never lost hope
Lately, I be fresh and I don't even post
I'ma beast, but, they callin' me a GOAT (Bagg)
F*ck 'round get yo' feelings hurt, stick yo' nose in my business (nigga)
How you mad 'bout my decision? I don't need no supervision (at all)
You can't name no nigga that done this shit like I done did it (I'll wait)
Jumped in the game with no feelings, still ain't got love for niggas
I'm loaded, one-point-five, count through it sittin' on the floor (right now, right now)
Just added on some more, for sure
I was stackin' up, went ghost
Eight-figure nigga now, used to have insufficient funds (none)
I'm smokin' Gumbo with this bitch, this shit killin' her lungs
Don't want no handshake, that's fake, I better not hug a nigga (sucker)
You could be doin' everything right, they still gon' judge a nigga (f*ck 'em)
Gon' keep a gun on me for life, I ain't tryna wrestle with ya (period)
Know I'm f*cked up, you see a cup every time I take a picture (serious)
That drink on me bad (Wock')
'Member they put me last (dumbass)
Niggas snakin', so, three times a week I cut my grass (low)
Just 'case it get ugly (what?), You gotta keep somethin' stashed (how much?)
It ain't shit to post no money, there go five hundred cash (catch up)
Sendin' messages through my nigga, she miss me real bad (haha)
Misery love company, she callin' from my past (hello?)
Tryna reach out to me (uh-uh)
Bitch, you gotta book me (Rockstar)
Two, three million just in jewelry, you can't overlook me
Even if you tried, ayy

They talk about you when you got a name (that's the game)
Soon as you get some money, they gon' say you changed (for some fame)
At first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (went our separate ways)
Killed my lil' dawg and that shit broke my heart (life ain't been the same)
Stand on my ten everywhere I go ('where I go)
Today might be that day, nigga, you never know (never know)
Went around the world and put on for my hood (Walker Holmes)
Once I get my word, then it's overstood

Renamed and orchestrated the brand, they tried to infiltrate
You might was Bread Gang, but you ain't Loaf Boys
If all else fails, I still got re-up money in the floorboards
Spent yours impressin' hoes, now you ain't got shit to show for it (makin' no noise)
I'm knowin' you niggas don't f*ck with me, I don't f*ck with you either (likewise)
I don't owe you niggas nothin', I met you through my people (my niggas)
Ice on me like glaciers, light up like a strip in Vegas (Drais)
VV hit like lasers, I got commas, punctuation (pages)
Pockets fat, my dreads nappy
On the four, I'm real cranky
Over here, who said I can't be?
Truth be told, you niggas prankin'
Better not leave yo' car runnin', they boppin' in the city (Memphis)
Pop my shit, I'm gettin' it (gave it)
Twist yo' block, we spinnin' (sprayed it)
Go, too much tension in the street, that's why these bodies pilin' (up)
All black that Blackout 300 cause a moment of silence (shh)
You probably heard that money changed him, he just make it look good
You probably heard that he a ho and can't go back to his hood (never)
Meanwhile, I'm pourin' fours up (daily)
They gon' talk about you whether you doin' good or bad (whatever)
I rather pull off in a foreign and leave 'em in the past (skrrt)
God know my heart, if I f*ck with you, I give you my last

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Keep It Low

(SkyDiddy)
(Drop that shit, T-Head)

Yeah (hold up), park the Rolls truck (skrrt)
Why not pull up Lambo' car and pop it with the doors up? (Low)
This shit got colossal, I got models tryna pay me to f*ck (hahaha)
Tell her the price done went up (up)
It's gon' cost more than a buck
Know that shit gon' be hot, it got my name on this chronic
Drivin' slow now, but the car go zero to sixty if I punch it
She wake up and munch it
Let me pull yo' hair, take off that bonnet (uh)
Don't catch me speakin' on no M, nigga, you ain't gon' know if I done done it
Or done sent it
I'm celebratin' what I accomplished, I'ma pop it constantly (constantly)
Flew this bad bitch in from London, she like how I'm comin' (bad)
Dressin' snazzy, talkin' country, got her hooked on phonics (throw)
Call me toxic, but she can't keep me from out her stomach (love this shit)

I got all these hoes requestin' toxic dick (safe)
F*ckin' her for years, she can't post my pic (she can't)
Five deep, ridin' 'round with ten stick (ten stick)
Slide through, come back, hit your bitch (come)
Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin' toxic dick (it's all they want)
F*ckin' her for years, better not post a pic (she better not do it)
Finger itchin', tryna hit somethin' with that switch (frrt-frrt)
Slide through, come back, took your bitch (gone)

Bitch ain't speakin' on the business, keep it low
Snatch a whip, that's a Double-R, Rolls-Royce truck (where?)
In my ear, penthouse, I see the city
When I'm hittin' that bitch from the back, big dawg (what happened?)
I can be out the country and make a call and get you whacked (what?)
Bitch look up to me like God, I can't wait to kill her throat (bad)
I got mind control on bitches, I don't have to use a remote
These lil' niggas on go (go), they swiss cheese and a rat (rat)
They can't wait to up the score, a hundred rounds, a hundred racks (where)
All I do is break them hundos off and f*ck her like I'm broke (broke)
You bet' not cry in this Phantom, bitch, you know where you belong (the streets)
Buy the average ones some jewelry, I made that bitch the one (where?)
Hoes requestin' for that toxic dick, that's all these bitches want (brrt)

I got all these hoes requestin' toxic dick (safe)
F*ckin' her for years, she can't post my pic (she can't)
Five deep, ridin' 'round with ten stick (ten stick)
Slide through, come back, hit your bitch (come)
Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin' toxic dick (it's all they want)
F*ckin' her for years, better not post a pic (she better not do it)
Finger itchin', tryna hit somethin' with that switch (frrt-frrt)
Slide through, come back, took your bitch (gone)

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F My BM

I see, I see, I see, I see
I see, I see, I see, I see
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Go

I see all them shots them niggas throwin', they indirect though (@ me)
F*ck my baby mama, she still mad about my ex ho' (petty)
Soon as I pop this XO, I'ma be lookin' for my next ho'
Like eenie, meenie, minie, mo, damn, she got the best throat (flamingo)
Rappers think soon as we meet, they get a verse for free (no, sir)
Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (right now)
Bitches think soon as we f*ck, they get a purse from me (fried)
She like, "I know you seen me call, why you bein' weird to me?" (I'm not)

I put that shit on, can't be f*cked with when it come to fashion (drip)
This one here hit different, one of eighteen watc from Prestine (bling)
A&W soda cream, I mix mine with codeine (lean)
That's my favorite drink (pour up), take a sip with me (let's go)

Big Five said break that shit out, no point in penny pinchin' (splurge)
Hundred P's, a shot off Gumbo, touch down in the trenches (served)
Sometimes it be true when she textin' my phone 'bout bitches (sometimes)
Who told you I did that shit? She say, "My intuition" (psychic)
Damn, she right, gettin' head right now, thank God these windows tinted (uh)
Pop out, paint the city, nothin' but members in attendance (mem's)
'Bout this pendant, bro gon' shoot somethin' like he Cole Bennett
Brrat, bratt, walk 'em down, ball, now you trendin', famous

I see all them shots them niggas throwin', they indirect though (@ me)
F*ck my baby mama, she still mad about my ex ho' (petty)
Soon as I pop this XO, I'ma be lookin' for my next ho'
Like eenie, meenie, minie, mo, damn, she got the best throat (flamingo)
Rappers think soon as we meet, they get a verse for free (no, sir)
Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (right now)
Bitches think soon as we f*ck, they get a purse from me (fried)
She like, "I know you seen me call, why you bein' weird to me?"

Racks identical, come get you some, it's plentiful (lot)
When I say quickie, let's hurry up, that mean I'm in a rush
Real street nigga, spit on that, uh, 'fore we finna f*ck (facts)
Treat that pussy like Plain Jane, you know that I'm finna bust you down, baby (shine)
White and rose AP, look like cream cheese (food)
Your advice on what I spent is what I didn't need
Dinner with a bad bitch, reservations at Tao
That was weeks ago, let's speak on some shit that I'm doin' now
I go SF for the Brabus, bulletproof, three-hundred thou'
A new Ferrari, it's electric, crank it up, don't make a sound
What it take for you to smush him when you catch 'em out of bounds
F*ck an amount (go)

I see all them shots them niggas throwin', they indirect though (@ me)
F*ck my baby mama, she still mad about my ex ho' (petty)
Soon as I pop this XO, I'ma be lookin' for my next ho'
Like eenie, meenie, minie, mo, damn, she got the best throat (flamingo)
Rappers think soon as we meet, they get a verse for free (no, sir)
Hate when business get personal, pay the standard fee (right now)
Bitches think soon as we f*ck, they get a purse from me (fried)
She like, "I know you've seen me call, why you bein' weird to me?" (I'm not)

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Ocean Spray

I'm smokin' and I'm sippin'
I'm smokin' and I'm sippin'
I'm chillin' with your bitch, mane
Smokin' and I'm sippin', sippin'

The coup came with a masseuse (what that mean?)
That mean the seats massage me (where you at?)
Out of sight, but I'm still in the loop (doin' what?)
Callin' shots in the bed with a Barbie (boss)
If they try me in here, I'ma shoot (bah)
F*ck around and forget all my artists (f*ck it)
In this Sprite I'ma pour up a deuce ('Wock)
Twenty-eight for a pint, what they charge me (taxin')
Can't leave the streets 'cause I'm deep in it (deep in it)
'Posed to be savin', I keep spendin' (keep goin')
I told my bitch she can't be friendly (nah, nah)
She call me daddy, my dependent (parent)
When she want it, she demand it (ugh-ugh)
She a lil' savage like Randy (demon)
Neck full of water, Titanic (sinkin')
Flyer than you, I just landed (go)
Everything purple, I do it for Nuski
That was my hitter, my dawg, my Scooby
A eight of Wockesha, the bottle look gooey
I done got high to the point I look stupid
Drivin' the 'Rari, today I feel coupie
You with a street nigga, stop actin' bougie
You say you love me, then make sure I'm good
You say you ridin', then that's overstood
I left some real niggas in the hood
I bring 'em all with me if I could
Don't see 'em with me no more, then they blew it
Won't f*ck with nobody more than I should
This a new piece, yesterday's ice not today's ice (look)
One show cost a two-piece
Yesterday's price is not today's price (Big Bagg, hey)

I'm juiced up (I'm juiced up)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
I'm poured up (I'm poured up)
Let's drink some more today (some more of the lean)
I'm high now, might float away if I was outside now (outside now)
I'm vibed out, new Cartiers hide my eyes now (my eyes)
Some members gon' pull up and wet you up (brrt, what's that?)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
Don't give a f*ck where you catch him at (anywhere)
He gotta go today (go today)
Let's ride now
Let's load shit up and go slide now (and slide now)
Can't hide now
When they walk down bustin' that fire now

Do you know how it feel to come from nothin'? (Shit)
Starvin', your stomach and back is touchin' (strugglin')
Them niggas ain't me, that's another subject (nah)
These bitches love me 'cause they know I'm thuggin' (that's for sure)
Told me she cry every night 'bout me
I barely tell her "Thank you", I don't appreciate her (appreciate her)
I just want to burn your head, yeah, cremation, baby, I don't want your relations (ha-ha)
I want, then I don't want it, stop, then I'm back on it, every day I'm fightin' temptations (man)
Kept it one-hundred, stay humbled then hustled, then turned into a global sensation (Big Speaker)
I'm smokin' Backwoods, countin' off backends, so far I counted up one-twenty (buck twenty)
Swishers and Dracos, Glock-10, FN, I want all smoke, four-twenty (go 'head, try)

I'm juiced up (I'm juiced up)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
I'm poured up (I'm poured up)
Let's drink some more today (some more of the lean)
I'm high now, might float away if I was outside now (outside now)
I'm vibed out, new Cartiers hide my eyes now (my eyes)
Some members gon' pull up and wet you up (brrt, what's that?)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
Don't give a f*ck where you catch him at (anywhere)
He gotta go today (go today)
Let's ride now
Let's load shit up and go slide now (and slide now)
Can't hide now
When they walk down bustin' that fire now (bah, bah)

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Lies

(Tahj Money)
Two wrongs don't make a right
(SkyDiddy)
Just 'cause I told a lie, that don't mean that I ain't real no more
Two wrongs don't make a right
Say you don't know how to feel no more

You can't blame me 'til you blame yo' self
Why we didn't turn out right?
All I wanted was for you to lean on me like dirty sprite (drank)
Nothin' colder than a cold heart (froze)
Why you gotta go so hard? (Huh?)
Shoppin' spree just to clear your head (relax)
Put them feelings in a Goyard (bag)
Gave me yo' love, can't take it back, you don't get reimbursed (at all)
Oh she talk foul when she get mad, you do that out of hurt
DeMario, you make time for what you want, when you gon' put me first? (Now)
I text back today, you said that yesterday, this gettin' worse
I'ma do better

Lies, lies, lies (I'm holdin' on dear life)
Lies (I'm 'bout to lose my mind)
She like, "Boy, all you do is lie" (you know you gon' tell lies)
Lie, lie, lie (two wrongs don't make a right)
I can look in your eyes and tell you tired (I'm holdin' on dear life)
Don't let me go (I'm 'bout to lose my mind)
Out of control (you know you gon' tell lies)
But, did you know (two wrongs don't make a)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
But, did you know (two wrongs don't make a right)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Two wrongs don't make a-

In love with you, so I accept whatever (whatever) come with you
Sometimes it's f*ck you but that don't mean that I'm (what?) done with you
Give you my time all the time, that's something I can't promise you
Help me be great, be my escape
The one I'm (who?) runnin' to
Tellin' the truth to them, but lyin' to you
Protectin' yo' feelings the reason I do (yeah)
F*ckin' on them, makin' love to you
You mad, but you ask for the truth
You say you hate me, I say, "I hate you too"
But, we don't mean nothin' of that shit for real (nah)
Rolex watch is hers and his
But let you tell it, these niggas ain't real

Lies, lies, lies (I'm holdin' on dear life)
Lies (I'm 'bout to lose my mind)
She like, "Boy, all you do is lie" (you know you gon' tell lies)
Lie, lie, lie (two wrongs don't make a right)
I can look in your eyes and tell you tired (I'm holdin' on dear life)
Don't let me go (I'm 'bout to lose my mind)
Out of control (you know you gon' tell lies)
But, did you know (two wrongs don't make a-)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
But, did you know (two wrongs don't make a right)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Two wrongs don't make a-

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Still

Ayy Sizzle
I still don't know what to call it, haha

I been f*ckin' with this real lil' trill lil' ho
We been like this for a minute 'cause she concealed with it though
Told my bitch I cut her off but we still creepin' on the low
She got an nigga, I got a bitch, but this y'all already know
She be askin' what to call it, I'm like I still don't know
He might question her 'bout niggas but he still won't know
She gon' play him to the left (how?), like she coolin' with her friend
Then I pull up like get in, in my baby mama's Benz
Ooh, I'm foul foul (ooh ooh), I ain't shit (I ain't nothin')
Hope she don't find out (out), she gon' clip (she gon' spazz, ooh)
This shit getting serious (how?), her nigga gettin' on to us (damn)
Message come through like she text, don't know if it's him or her (what you do?)

No reply, so he still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up
Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know

It's confidential how we link, gotta keep it on the low
Told my dog to get the room, he hit me back like it's a go
This time just use a rubber bro, seven kids you don't need no more
She pulled up naked, looked so sexy when she took off the trenchcoat, ooh
My bitch happened to drive by and just spot my car outside
I can't put this on my nigga, she know every car I drive
Now she callin', hittin' the line, let it ring, don't hit decline
So I can play like I was sleep, that's a nigga's favorite line

No reply, so she still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up
Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know
(I don't know)
No reply, so he still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up
Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know

They say you caught (I'm like with who?), 'cause I still don't know
I'm in Dubai with my guys and some other nigga's ho
And the blogs want to report me but they still don't know
And my plug still support me so I still got coke
I keep swappin' out these hoes, I can't make up my lil' mind
I don't know which one I like so I'm dividing up my time
(What happened in Paris? I don't know)
Man I still don't know
You can fall in love and marry her but she still gon' go (damn)
Had a crush on Mira (Mira), had a crush on Lira (Lira)
Had a crush on that seven figures 'til I touched that million (touched it, skrrt skrrt)
Louis V, Supreme, 'Rari in Dubai (what the shit)
What you tell your bitch when she ask who you with?

No reply, so she still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up
Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know
(I don't know)
No reply, so he still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up
Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know
(I don't know)

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Sholl Is

(Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga)
Sholl is

Soon as they think this shit sweet, we gon' tweak out
Gotta stand for somethin', just serving you ain't 'posed to speak 'bout
Sholl is, ain't no ho in him, he keep that pole on him
Sholl is, ain't no bitchin' us, who got more speak than us?
We got members from the projects to the compound (walls)
If you holdin' up your wrist, make sure it's bust-down
Dog shit, see we all lit, Cartier Buffs on
Options, it was hard to pick, so I put both on (two)

These broke-ass niggas talk too much, I ain't even bossin' up
Stop tryna compare your life to mine, boy, you ain't bought enough
Youngest in my city, worth a fifty, I'm tryna set the bar
A ticket for this toy, it sit so low it feel like a go-cart
Smashin', mashin', gasin', road kill
Bad bitch do lashes, ass did, sholl is
Medicine, I said a quit, I'm right back pouring deuces
Still don't know where I would be if it wasn't fo' this music

My nigga a hitta (on go)
My cousin a robber, my bruddah a dealer (yeah)
Hanging with apes and gorillas (zoo)
If ya shit got took, bet I kow who did it (true)
Told you I'm deep in the system (streets)
I keep a lot of lil shit confidential (shh)
Had to cut off some niggas (why?)
If you don't see 'em with me, they cropped out the picture (ain't my kind)

Soon as they think this shit sweet, we gon' tweak out
Gotta stand for somethin', just serving you ain't 'posed to speak 'bout
Sholl is, ain't no ho in him, he keep that pole on him
Sholl is, ain't no bitchin' us, who got more speak than us?
We got members from the projects to the compound (walls)
If you holdin' up your wrist, make sure it's bust-down
Dog shit, see we all lit, Cartier Buffs on
Options, it was hard to pick, so I put both on

Trippin' off in the shade
Upgraded my life, made a better way
Used to barely get by, now we gettin' paid
I had already knew they was finna hate
Canary-yellow diamonds, lemonade
A lil over a four in the Minute Maid
If twelve come, we ain't got shit to say
Keep these rat-ass niggas up out the way

Ap, Rollie, Richard Millie, Hubert
Stand up, twenties, bury all the blue notes
Last week she nagged me, this week I got new hoes
Used to couldn't afford a house, now I'm shopping for two more
Lv, Christian Dior, she say, "Chanel me"
Red seats in that new Ferrari, can you smell me? (Sniff)
Can you dig me? (Nigga) I'm not cheatin' but I'm not playing fair
Catch 'em slippin' anywhere, we gotta take it there

Soon as they think this shit sweet, we gon' tweak out
Gotta stand for somethin', just serving you ain't 'posed to speak 'bout
Sholl is, ain't no ho in him, he keep that pole on him
Sholl is, ain't no bitchin' us, who got more speak than us?
We got members from the projects to the compound (walls)
If you holdin' up your wrist, make sure it's bust-down
Dog shit, see we all lit, Cartier Buffs on
Options, it was hard to pick, so I put both on (two)

Dee, you poppin' yo shit, nigga

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Free Lil A (Interlude)

Yeah, what's going on?
Yeah, first and foremost man, long live-, long live Nuski
Man, you know what I'm saying?
Free me man, you know what I'm saying
Yeah, from the jailhouse to the streets
Man, you know what I'm saying?

First off get the streets together, knew this the game
They know my life a movie, they wanna put me in the frames
Either you gon' live with it or nothing to maintain
We ain't on the same track, you can't land on this train
Just know by swimmin' in the deep end
Let pressure build up, you can't give in
To take this pain away
I'm poppin' Percs' and drinking Henn', yeah
Where I'm from known to make you chase, yeah

You have one minute remaining

And hard times left me traumatized
Three months of being incarcerated when Nuski and my momma died
My soul crying, my brain fried, I can't think
Gotta keep my head above water, I can't let myself sink
Family undefeated 'cause they labeled me a menace
Please don't test me, and they curse you when you coming from them trenches
You was triple crossin' my lil' nigga, when I see 'em, I can't miss 'em
Looking at my mama picture wishing I can kiss her

Yeah, from the jailhouse to streets, man
I'ma come off, alright man you know what I'm saying?
This shit don't stop 'cause a nigga got popped, you know what I'm saying?
Bread Gang the brand
I'ma die it, I'ma lie for it, man
You know what I'm saying? Yeah

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Hurt Man

One day I was at 'Bagg house
He just came out like seven hundred thou'
He was like I ain't doin' this to stunt on you
I'm doin' this to motivate you
Shit, I'll never forget, I felt like I needed to get some more money

I'on't know what he tryna tell me (it's like I'on't know)
At the top this shit get scary (shit get lonely)
I couldn't watch lil' bruh get buried
Why you made me miss that jet? (I over slept)
Shit pulled my heart out of my chest (that's what I felt)
Ain't tryna argue on the net, I told 'em do sumn', say less (go)
What they want me to do? Say, "F*ck all my success"? (Make it make sense)
I'm just focused on millions, I ain't duckin' racks (nah)
Gotta confess, hate bein' famous but I'm blessed (for sho')
This shit so bitter sweet, remind me of my ex

Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (for real)

Speak
It might get hard on a nigga but, hell, I gotta do it
Had a Impala, now this car come with the stars to it
Forever up about my gang, you know I'm stuck on that (forever)
Streets know wassup, won't say no name, we just gone push on that (go)
I gotta Glock, I gotta Drac', I gotta fully (both of 'em blrrrd)
He rep Bread Gang in the army, gotta deal on bullets (real soldier)
He stayed ready, kept a mask on and a hoodie (militant)
Knew how to move, so never got caught when he pulled it (Nuski)
I'm sippin' Syruproc ('Roc)
They tryna blame me for his death, talm 'bout it's my fault (shit crazy)
I'm havin' deep thoughts
I barely smile, you'll think I'm crazy how much my teeth cost
Counted four hunnid in the Trackhawk that my bitch bought (Ari)
It's been hard to get sleep
I gotta put sumn' up 'bout you 'cause you'll do it for me
Shit been crazy since you been gone, I even fell out with Dree
Even though I ain't like it at first
I'm glad that you left me a niece You left me Kai
I wanna love but I'm damaged
I wanna get closer with Tammy
I barely talk to my family
I'm ducked off 'cause of my status
Did a song with Mary J, I'm nominated for a Grammy
I go through shit like you sometimes, I act like I'm happy

Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (that shit hurt, man)
Hurt, man, that shit hurt, man (for real)

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Shot Off Gumbo

(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh-uh
I just got off the plane with this shit, man
Back in Miami, man, just left New York
I'm stayin' in Miami though
Uh, yeah, uh

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this
Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch
Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch
I be tellin' them hoes my city I ain't with that baby mama shit
Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry
Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank and a gumbo boat (nope)
Heavy motion, got the shit on the floor (yup)
Room lookin' like the scene from Blow (movie)
All blues, big racks like woah (damn)
Bread Gang got the shit by the loaf (Boyz)
Nothin' but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (them Loafs)
Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm playin' with plenty for loose (money)
Wockesha deuce, only thing in my juice
These brown Rick Owens same color as that dog food
Free 42 (Dugg)

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this
Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch
Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch
I be tellin' them hoes my city I ain't with that baby mama shit
Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry
Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

Joe and Bagg tryna keep me out the trenches, they know I'ma gun some shit
I be tellin' my city, "I just rap but bro'nem got that shit"
That's the pack, bro just stepped on it
I be prayin' the juggers don't kill my nigga for always stretchin' they shit
Bagg came, got a fox up out the hood 'cause he like how I talk the shit
Fifty thousand dollars in my bag, I'm on the floor with the shit
Me and Shotoff kickin' shit with Meek Mill, this came from takin' risks
Forty thousand feet in the air on the jet, if it crash out when I leap

Yeah, yeah
You niggas ain't smokin' it
Hunnid pounds of shot off got my wrist lookin' like luka shit
Gumbo on my pendant, it look two-tone when the Cuban hit
I'm trappin', f*ck this music shit,
they trap me send a Boosie hit, we shootin' shit, go
This shit on the floor, thirty-five hunnid, my Louis coat, ayy
My lil' nigga pull up and shoot 'em movie like Lord knows, ayy
You want Gumbo in the city you get from Bama Joe, ayy
Come get you a turkey bag, come spend your Ham 'n' Low
Shotoff

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich
Shotoff, Gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix (yeah)
Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this
Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch
Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch
I be tellin' them hoes my city I ain't with that baby mama shit
Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry
Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

---

No Show

I'm good now

Sippin' Wock' got me movin' slow-mo, took a bad bitch to Ekomodo
Ain't nothin' personal, just need my backend or I'm a no show
Gettin' high, pray I don't overdose
Gettin' fly, just bought some more clothes (drip)
Soon as I said I need her love, that's when she went ghost on me
Why-y-y-y-y, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't trust nobody, I don't trust a soul
As long as I got my chopper, I don't care where I go
You ain't never killed nobody
You ain't gotta tell me, I know (speak)

I know you niggas ain't even built how you pretend to be (at all)
I fill my body up with drugs 'fore I even eat (go)
Percocets, Xans, codeine, you don't wanna see what I see (nah)
Ever seen a nigga OD? He ain't wake up out of his sleep (damn)
Can you imagine how that made me feel? (You can't)
Tryna kick the cup for real, link back up on these pills (shake it)
Tryna fight it, fight it, but I'm deep in that field (gone)
Lost so many niggas this year that I known for years (that's gone)
I get high, then I relapse, can't nothin' but time heal me
Told Allah I can't go for nothin', they gon' have to kill me
I post the lo' to all my shows, so tell me how we really beefin'?
It must not be no real smoke, nigga, if I'm out here still eatin' (really)
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
I got a bad bitch with me in Coco (Chanel)
She asked me, "Bae, why you always got that coat for?" (So extra)
'Cause I be

Sippin' Wock' got me movin' slow-mo, took a bad bitch to Ekomodo
Ain't nothin' personal, just need my backend or I'm a no show
Gettin' high, pray I don't overdose
Gettin' fly, just bought some more clothes (drip)
Soon as I said I need her love, that's when she went ghost on me
Why-y-y-y-y, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't trust nobody, I don't trust a soul
As long as I got my chopper, I don't care where I go
You ain't never killed nobody
You ain't gotta tell me, I know

---

Where Ya Bih @

Go

Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with

I met Kelsey through my cousin, pretty, but the bitch ain't shit (nothin')
Too much foul play'll f*ck the game up, sat her on the bench (sub)
Phone on DND, don't wanna talk, bitch think I turned it off (sike)
Poppin' up at the stop, beatin' on my door like I done broke the law (12)
Money go hand and hand, bitches go man from man and f*ck off hype
These hoes'll risk whole damn life for just one night (true)
Seen it with my own two eyes, you can't convince 'em to do right
And you ain't gotta be her type, if you got money, you what she like, yeah (speak)
Snitchin' on me to my bitch, that's just like tellin' the police (fed)
She say she not gon' hold her breath, been waitin' on time for two weeks (bye then)
Only love me while we f*ckin', after that she tired of me
Okay, cool, fine with me, your nigga ain't who I'm tryna be (not ever)
Green eyes, good ass hair, I'm tryna picture our daughter (gorgeous)
Laura speak that Española, she from Miami, Florida
I respect her mind, she know her worth and she stand on morals
I can't make this up, Sephora, baby pussy, Bora Bora (water)

Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with (ayy, let's go)

Crazy bitch Latifa say I'm just a liar, cheater and a dog (grr)
Hittin' her from the back, stand on my tippy toes, she kinda tall
Braids to the back, she ever catch me in the act she gon' set it off
I'm careful how I f*ck it though, she might go and tell my business to the blogs
Smokin' blunts (Gumbo), chillin' with this vibe
She like, "You gotta be special 'cause (why?) I don't be outside"
Called a Uber just to get some dick 'cause she ain't have a ride (ha)
Off the syrup, it took me long, she like, "Bae, my jaws tired" (ugh)
Broke her lease 'cause she just wanna live in my skin (attached)
Talk to me 'bout anything, we lovers and friends (true that)
Taquisha, that my G, she think she too P'd in (a mack)
I rubbed off on her, now she act like me, that's my twin (that's my key player)
Nicki textin' back to back like where her dick at? (She searchin')
He ain't seen her since I took her, where your bitch at? (Quit lurkin')
Where the Percs at? I pop one before sex
On top of her, swappin' spit, she say that get her more wet (Demon)

Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with
Show me what you workin' with
Now show me what you workin' with

(I got Hitman on the beat)

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Goin Thru It

Would you believe me if I told you
I go through what you go through too?
Bad days, bad weeks, sleepless nights
You probably wouldn't

I'm like, "What's next?" (What happened?)
What's the problem now? (Somethin' new)
The shit I go through, I just need somebody to hear me out (to listen)
Some people I knew ain't f*ck with me talkin' 'bout they love me now (it's cap)
I'd seen the flaws, but still gave 'em benefit of the doubt (my fault)
'Cause I've been goin' through some things, tattoos explain my pain
A bitch I loved tried to play me, just so happened I peeped the game
And I ain't goin', that shit weak, baby, that shit you do to lames
And I'm far from that, I better not let a ho' play with my name (no)
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
And don't nobody understand me
A nigga better think twice, plannin' on betrayin' me (why?)
Spark the heat, soon as this shit get deep, I tell my sharks to eat (go)
Lost so many folks I loved, can't lose no more, I'm playin' for keeps

I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (through the worst)
I've been goin' through some things (gift and curse)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (can you feel me?)
I've been goin' through some things (it's the real me)
I've been goin' through some things (speak)

Treat her like she wifey, bought her a big karat (ring)
Soon as we agreed to have a child, she had a miscarriage (damn)
Dealt with that shit behind closed doors, I ain't post nothin' online (why?)
Didn't want them folks inside my business, so I told 'em I'm fine
Might just be private, keep your sympathy, ain't lookin' for nothin' (nothin')
Ever since that situation, I feel like it's breakin' our bond (lust)
Arguin' 'bout nothin', back and forth, we could be out, havin' fun
Stood through the good, bad and the ugly, I'm convinced you the one (can't tell me different)
I'm an artist, ceo, and businessman, don't need no friends
Niggas always tell me they feel left out, but they never count me in
Should have protected my energy first (yeah)
When I look back, that's my only regret
I come solid, I come one-hundred, but when you piss me off, it's deaded (grr)
I put blood, sweat and tears inside this brand, what you mean, it's luck? (Huh?)
I ain't gon' lie, when I heard them rumors about that bitch, she broke my trust
I ain't seen my daughter in five, six months, how the f*ck you think I feel?
I just wanna see her, for real, and work on my co-parentin' skills

I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (through the worst)
I've been goin' through some things (gift and curse)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things (through some things)
I've been goin' through some things
I've been goin' through some things (can you feel me?)
I've been goin' through some things (it's the real me)
I've been goin' through some things (speak)

---

Rock Out

Uh, yeah, yeah
Go, go
Let's get it, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(Oh my god, Ronny)
Man, what? (Go)

Rock out with that chopstick (chopstick)
Say they want some smoke, got whole pounds of this za shit (pressure)
Lil' bro on some, "Spin the block" shit (brrt)
Out the window with that broomstick
Then hop out with that mop stick (doom, doom, doom, doom)
Come out the house, this ain't no knock, bitch (no knock, bitch)
Loafin' with that thot ho done got his top peeled (Bagg)
Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick (sick)
Boy, stop all them killin' stories, you ain't shot shit

Come out right now, three hundred fighters outside
Rest of 'em down the street
Rock out with that chopstick, f*ckin' them up
Shit, niggas ain't come like we
Maybach truck in the trenches, they don't know, who is it?
Nigga, don't shoot, it's me
Who the f*ck Bagg gave two-hundred-something thousand?
And four chains, nigga, that's me
Niggas better watch who they postin' with
Niggas better watch who they hangin' with
Niggas better watch who they slangin' with
Nine times out of ten, niggas rather just snitch
Bagg just called my phone, Durk said, "Where you at?"
On the way, let me put up this switch
Fox 'nem ready to do it
I could just put a pack of Gumbo on top of your shit, nigga

I don't care how you do it, but get on it (right now, right now)
Whatever it take, bake a cake, sic a bitch on him (go)
It cost to go to war, you know that, don't it? (Huh?)
You lil' niggas ain't got no money to beef with me, go get your big homie (nigga)
Fox is walkin' your ass down with that chopstick (grr)
'Bout to pull up on your block, lettin' that chop' hit (ha, ha)
Just 'cause the pressure on, lil' nigga, don't mean you side switch (shake)
Or I'm just built different 'cause I'm goin' out who I came with (the gang, go)

Rock out with that chopstick (chopstick)
Say they want some smoke, got whole pounds of this za shit (pressure)
Lil' bro on some, "Spin the block" shit (brrt)
At the window with that broomstick
Then hop out with that mop stick (doom, doom, doom, doom)
Come out the house, this ain't no knock, bitch (no knock, bitch)
Loafin' with that thot ho done got his top peeled (Bagg)
Pull up with a COVID mask on like I got sick (sick)
Boy, stop all them killin' stories, you ain't shot shit

Man, copycat, you doin' everything I do 'cause you a fan of me (go, go)
In the 'Raq, one opp passed out at the club, I called him New Years Eve (grrah)
Shorty get on my nerve, he think he Irv, he think he Murder Inc (let's get it)
I was in the trenches, I washed my shirt inside the kitchen sink
You a copycat, you do everything I do, let me see somethin' (come here, come here)
Baby mama think you a killer, but on the block you ain't nothin'
I done f*cked my eye up, took some months off, Doodie sub in (yeah)
Lucky I ain't on the 'net 'cause I would've trolled, it would've got rubbed in
I can tell you whatever I want, you know the trenches turn me up
See that's bro, but Moneybagg Yo the first who gave me Runtz
I could turn the beat down, it's a guarantee you hear this cup
See, that chopper got that crack sound and I know he ain't gettin' up (grrah, let's get it)

---

Super Wet

Hello?
How far you is?
I told you I was twenty minutes, five minutes ago
Man, I don't wanna hear all that shit, man
Do the dash 'bout me
Haha, ugh, boy bye

This new lil' situation got me gone, woah, woah
We've been at it for a minute, I know it's wrong though (uh)
I couldn't just leave her alone (I couldn't), I had to double-back (go back)
I just might lock it down for life, put her on super max (woo)
She got that super wet, wet, wet (splash)
She got that boomerang, that shit make you come back (ugh)
Askin', "Did I take somethin'?" Been in it a hour flat (long)
Lost her mind when I had first put it in from the back
Thought she had an asthma attack

Told me, "When we f*ck, keep this shit between us" (cool)
Ooh, that pussy good, when she nut, it's cream puff (ooh)
Pressure, you know I apply that (that's off the muscle)
That lil' junt jiggle when she walk, I had to try that (give me a sample)
I wanna feel it, I might go raw, I can't deny that (tellin' the truth)
You swear I'm lyin' when I had told you I couldn't wait to get you (real)
You ate that dick so good, I miss you, come here, let me kiss you (come here)
You caught me vulnerable, lil' baby, I couldn't help but lick you
Action News Five, got a top floor at the Waldorf (live)
Gettin' to it 'fore the lights turn off (ooh)
Percy, titties, she don't need no bra (boobs)
I ain't talkin' 'bout a double-cross, nah
She like when I'm backstabbin' (ugh-ugh)
Love when she look back at it
And ask me, "Where you gon' nut, daddy?" (She too savage)

This new lil' situation got me gone, woah, woah
We've been at it for a minute, I know it's wrong though (uh)
I couldn't just leave her alone (I couldn't), I had to double-back (go back)
I just might lock it down for life, put her on super max (woo)
She got that super wet, wet, wet (splash)
She got that boomerang, that shit make you come back (ugh)
Askin', "Did I take somethin'?" Been in it a hour flat (long)
Lost her mind when I had first put it in from the back
Thought she had an asthma attack

You f*ckin' with me and I'm f*ckin' with you
And this shit gettin' deep, I don't know what to do
Should I keep this shit player or keep this shit cool? (Choose)
More life to live, nigga, go with your mood (go)
No cap, I ain't ever have a bitch look in my eyes
And eat it up better than you (uh)
Not to mention you get wet as a pool (wet)
Put me to sleep and then cook me some food
Her face expressions say she thinkin' too hard
And I could just tell by the vibe (what's wrong?)
She wanna f*ck with me, I'm knowin' she's scared
She say she don't want no surprise or replies (or lies)
Me either, ain't nobody business
Soon as she see me, them knees get to bendin'
Deep stroke, she feel when I'm in it
I don't feel no, can't even finish her sentence (uh)
Treat it like a pacifier, put me in your mouth
Like you teethin' (baby girl)
I'm diggin' in and she usin' a rose
Gon' f*ck around and stop breathin' (tapped)
What you want, where you at? Let's go
What you doin' tonight, what's up? (Waitin' on you)
Wherever we at, we'll be droppin' the lo'
We be telling each other, "Pull up" (this shit done got serious, ayy)

This new lil' situation got me gone, woah, woah
We've been at it for a minute, I know it's wrong though (uh)
I couldn't just leave her alone (I couldn't), I had to double-back (go back)
I just might lock it down for life, put her on super max (woo)
She got that super wet, wet, wet (splash)
She got that boomerang, that shit make you come back (ugh)
Askin', "Did I take somethin'?" Been in it a hour flat (long)
Lost her mind when I had first put it in from the back
Thought she had an asthma attack

---

Motion God

Yeah, yeah, mm, skrrt, get it
Let's get it, nigga
Uh, yeah, yeah
Go

See my eyes red, I'm off these meds (yeah)
Off the love, they do that for me, I ain't gotta put nothin' on his head (no)
Got these bitches out they body and these niggas in they chest
I post these racks up just to motivate my niggas, I ain't tryna flex (true)
Don't go broke tryna try that, 'cause every week, I'm private jet
These rappers need a stylist bad but I ain't used a stylist yet (ha)
Signin' million dollar contracts in my boxers through a text (quick)
Wake up, check my bank account, phone numbers in that bitch, I'm blessed (I'm like, "Yes")
What's the word? Smokin' Gumbo herb, I'm up there right now (up)
In the air, I'm free as a bird, plus, I'm fly right now (drip)
Talkin' slurred, can't pronounce a verb in this booth right now (throwed)
Full of syrup, I might kiss the curb in this coupe right now (skrrt)

Plenty fancy cars (got too many)
It's a whole lot of motion involved (know I'm havin')
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (you can't see'em)
New Cadillac bulletproof cost three-hundred large (that's necessary)
Make a killing, it's a crime what I charge (how much you want?)
I got some racks and got the f*ck outta dodge (mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball (show must go on)
Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I call (if I did that, then I'd be wrong, wrong)

I just hit another city (where?)
No need to look around for 'em, I brought the vibes with me (right here)
Fresh off the press, a cool seven-hundred, all Benjis (blues)
Still sippin' Wock', I get the Sprite and pour some lines in it (pour)
Can't see my eyes tinted (no)
Made a M off movin' Ps? Smoothest motion you done seen
This shit here gon' sell itself, just weigh that cup on top of the bean
One of my hoes shop in Chanel, one of my hoes can't stay off SHEIN
You sold this bitch so many dreams, quit pillow talkin', go to sleep
I can't go like Pac (no), bulletproof 'cause they takin' shots (bah)
Been reppin' it 'round the world, now my hood a famous block (Holmes)
Got plenty hoes, clothes, shows, bows, primary goals
I need me some mo', I'm goin' up like the Lambo' Aventador doors (up)

Plenty fancy cars (got too many)
It's a whole lot of motion involved (know I'm havin')
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (you can't see 'em)
New Cadillac bulletproof cost three-hundred large (that's necessary)
Make a killing, it's a crime what I charge (how much you want?)
I got some racks and got the f*ck outta dodge (mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit, them folks gon' pay me to ball (show must go on)
Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I call (if I did that, then I'd be wrong, wrong)

(Sky did it)
(Drop that shit, T-Head)

---

Nun Like Me

Mm-mm, uh

I been 'round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a f*ck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard mill' on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nun like me (nun like me)

I keep hearin' rumors (what kind?)
They can't wait to catch me
Before I let 'em score, I'ma blow, we can be on Beale Street (bah)
Ain't no fakin' in my conversation, this the real me
So when I say I'm ready for whatever, you should feel me
I'm spendin' money on funerals, lawyers
Niggas who talkin', they spendin' a quarter
Niggas who talkin' ain't even ridin' for you
Who can we trust? They playin' both sides (me)
I put my trust in this motherf*ckin' fire (nine)
You showed your hand, I saw the sign (sign)
You not my kind, I can't f*ck with you (nope)
Pour me a line, then I forget you (so fast)
I got niggas on the same team as me, slick hatin'
Thinkin' I don't know, okay, cool, I'ma play fake with your ass
Gotta accept this shit for what it is, I can't even be mad (nah)
Bitches gon' choose and the niggas gon' hate when it come to Bagg

I been 'round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a f*ck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard Mille on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nun like me (nun like me)

Sit patient on that get back for lil' bruh, bet I'ma get mine (wait)
I know this shit take time, take ten of yours, you take mine
Don't rep the gang, don't wear that chain
Nigga, you ain't gon' take what come with it (fake)
Nigga, you 'posed to hop out with it
Nigga, you ain't tryna stand on business
I don't need to settle niggas (never did)
I don't need to click with gang (I'm dolo)
Jumped off the porch, lit up the torch and made myself a name (Bagg)
Funny how these hoes swear they love you, but'll f*ck on any mans (that's crazy)
And'll tell you anything (whatever)
Long as you listenin' (yeah, I'm him)
I ain't tryna fix what's broken (nah)
You can keep your distance (I'm straight)
And I ain't in competition with niggas, I'm just consistent (I'm workin')
Playin' on the internet, dissin', boy, you trippin' (trippin')
Make me put some bread on top of your head (a loaf)
Call you, "Lil' biscuit"

I been 'round this street shit my whole life
Nigga better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a f*ck if my nigga wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (took)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard Mille on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nun like me (nun like me)

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Quickie

(SkyDiddy)
She got that, that make you sing to her

That lil' pussy got some power, I can't lie, it got me weak (open)
Fresh up out the shower, she look good enough to eat
That lil' pussy got some tricks, grip my dick when it squeeze
Ooh, them quickies, be the best, got my Amiris to my knees (ugh-ugh)
Say she ain't gon' f*ck on nobody if it ain't me (for real)
At least that's what she tell me, you know how these hoes be (for the moment)
That lil' pussy fire, don't give a f*ck if she lyin' (so?)
That lil' pussy call, she get somethin' from me every time (time)

This gotta be lust, my feelings ain't strong as my mind (never)
Cut back on that lean, got high as f*ck on half a line (a lil' bit)
Came from different planets, then one day we intertwined
We relate on different levels, we got compatible signs (match up)
This lil' pussy freaky, tryna keep this one a secret (shh)
How the f*ck I switch addictions, feelin' like I need it
I ain't gon' lie, that pussy better when her and her nigga beefin' (beefin')
Told her, "Make a wish"
"11:11," what she Tweeted, let me be your genie
Sneaky linkin', we don't tell it (uh)
Kissin', touchin', breathin' heavy (uh)
Foreplay session got you ready (go)
Beat it, but I don't support domestic (no)
Ever heard of soul ties?
My life a highly rated series, this lil' episode live

That lil' pussy got some power, I can't lie, it got me weak (open)
Fresh up out the shower, she look good enough to eat
That lil' pussy got some tricks, grip my dick when it squeeze
Ooh, them quickies, be the best, got my Amiris to my knees (ugh-ugh)
Say she ain't gon' f*ck on nobody if it ain't me (for real)
At least that's what she tell me, you know how these hoes be (for the moment)
That lil' pussy fire, don't give a f*ck if she lyin' (so?)
That lil' pussy call, she get somethin' from me every time

She like, "Don't get out this bed without f*ckin' me" (better not play)
Said I was on punishment from head, now, she suckin' me (yeah, okay)
This might not mean nothin' much to you, but, it's somethin' to me (toxic love)
Won't text her back for hours, keep her mind wonderin'
Miss my presence, my company (go)
That pussy talk to me, I sing to her (uh)
She want my heart, but, I'm just too player to give it to her (give it to her)
Can't even lie, the way she ride left a stain on my brain (uh-uh)
Road rage, it's been drivin' me insane

That lil' pussy got some power, I can't lie, it got me weak (open)
Fresh up out the shower, she look good enough to eat
That lil' pussy got some tricks, grip my dick when it squeeze
Ooh, them quickies, be the best, got my Amiris to my knees (ugh-ugh)
Say she ain't gon' f*ck on nobody if it ain't me (for real)
At least that's what she tell me, you know how these hoes be (for the moment)
That lil' pussy fire, don't give a f*ck if she lyin' (so?)
That lil' pussy call, she get somethin' from me every time (time)

Ain't no shame in my game
Arch yo' back and eat that man

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On Wat U On

(Tay Keith) run that back, Turbo
Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign
Javar said, "pick up that bag", right?
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff
I balanced down and now I'm flying above
I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub
Pour some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds
Was out with them and finally got me a buzz
Golden child, niggas don't wanna touch
You might can drip, but you don't drip it like us

Designer down when I walk in the club
So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz
I'm balling, bitch
F*ck, I need one to sub
Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub
Don't try to come around when you get squeaked
Can't f*ck with no leech (can't f*ck with no leeches)
Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats (yeah we just boarded)

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

I know some hittas that's ready to eat,
right now as I speak (right now, right now)
I'm dripping, I'm leaking
I'm flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I'm iced out by Johnny)
I used to trap off the back porch (backyard)
Now I got stamps on my passport (global)
I used to walk in the front door (then what?)
Finesse 'em and run out the back door (gone)

We the bosses, you can't boss over us
Get put in coffin, no more losses for us
Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us
The Spyder white with the pecan guts
I'ma ride, I'm the one you can trust
Homicide, niggas stay in the cut
I came a long way from serving that dust
Too many shows, a young nigga booked up

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

Damn, Dinero

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More Sick

(KJ, let the beat knock)
(Sky Diddy)

When I ain't takin' these drugs, I get nauseous (nauseous)
Thinkin' 'bout my dawg gone, I get more sick (throwed off)
I be needin' love, but I won't force it (nah)
I prefer Wock' over red, I got choices (choices)

I've been like this all my life, guess this shit in my genes (DNA)
I've been thinkin' 'bout my life, gotta get off them beans (why?)
Too much Fentanyl in the street, they puttin' they cut on pills (chill)
I lost Shanayna to that shit, it still don't feel real
Standin' over her, shakin' my head, wipin' Damiyah tears (uh)
She takin' it the hardest, reminscin', thirteen years (hurt)
Taivo been through this, I had to ask him, "How you heal?"
Ain't no amount of money gon' change the way I feel (ever)
This a nightmare, I'm just trapped inside it (inside)
Mama jump up out the bed, every time she hear a siren (hope it ain't me)
No 2-1-9-4's and 5-2-3's (what else you need?)
That little pink pill put me at top speed (go)

When I ain't takin' these drugs, I get nauseous (nauseous)
Thinkin' 'bout my dawg gone, I get more sick (throwed off)
I be needin' love, but I won't force it (nah)
I prefer Wock' over red, I got choices (choices)

Don't know what you is to your city, but I run mine (mine)
Know where you at, watch where you step, don't cross the gun line (don't do that)
I like hittin' her from behind, she say, "It's all mine" (uh)
But I can't lay up with you, boo, you know it's crunch time (go)
Spaced out, lookin' out the window, I just start cryin' (why?)
Tryna figure you out who gave that drop on when my dawg died (my cuz)
Wrote that in red, I told him, "Make sure pressure get applied" (now)
Every picture I got with you, I can't archive (we got 'em)
I get deep off in my feelings and I can't hide it (man)
Let 'em talk, sit back, be quiet, I never regret my silence (shh)
I want them to feel how I feel, so I resort to violence (spin)
No, I can't wife her, if the bitch come with high mileage (ran through)

When I ain't takin' these drugs, I get nauseous (nauseous)
Thinkin' 'bout my dawg gone, I get more sick (throwed off)
I be needin' love, but I won't force it (nah)
I prefer Wock' over red, I got choices (choices)
When I ain't takin' these drugs, I get nauseous (nauseous)
Thinkin' 'bout my dawg gone, I get more sick (throwed off)
I be needin' love, but I won't force it (nah)
I prefer Wock' over red, I got choices (dealin' with my problems a lil' different)

These last eight to ten months
Is the real reason why shit been goin' how it's goin'
For example, me still tryna be a superstar artist
Me tryin' to please my fans and put music out to the world
But at the same time dealin' with real situations
Endurin' real pain
I'm talkin' 'bout back to back, back to back, back to back
One year changed my whole life forever
I lost my kids, mama, I had to take them in
What man you know doin' that, for real?
At the peak of his career, at that
Then on top of that, I lose my brother to the streets
Shit, he had kids, so now it's like his kids like mine
Whenever they call, whenever they need somethin' I come through
Most of the time, when you dealin' with pain
You try to cope with it by running to drank, weed, pills, all that
That's 'posed to be medicine
But the whole time it's making me more sick, for real