Lowkey done with the streets
Got some dirt on my cleats, and some bloody cheeks
Constantly geeked
That's my treat
Almost every week
I roll one, light one, smoke one
Don't fuck around with the heavy cheese
I let her do what she wants to me after I popped a bean
Why you fake
Why you acting like a gangster
Spend one day in this shit
Your lifeline get cancelled
Before you think 'bout hitting DM's, get your bands up
They gon' go and use a voice note as a sample
Put the glocks down, let's see who got the blades up
I got five bands product in my blazer
Rarely moving, when I do, it ain't no funny shit
Better hush, I got tucked razor
Please let me know
Either you're with it, or you're gone, no in between
Fucked up in public, I know they think I'm a fiend
Better be careful on my set, this shit get vicious
When I step on the stage, move malicious
Got the same Jordan Fives on my feet
They got scars, they got knowledge, hold me down since a teen
I don't care about appearance, but I keep my skin clean
Black on black, same old shit, from the sweats to the tee
He say it's loud in that pack, but I don't feel none
I need something that gon' save me, make me feel numb
Only rocking with my plug, he got that croissant
I be banging on my chest, feel like King Kong
No scope, rather you dead in a choke hold
I got the keys to get the dollar and then some
Hand me a bag, and I'm gon' turn it to lump sum
Don't got no mansion, but mother fucker I want one
Please let me know
Either you're with it, or you're gone, no in between
Fucked up in public, I know they think I'm a fiend
Better be careful on my set, this shit get vicious
When I step on the stage, move malicious
Either you're with it, or you're gone, no in between
Fucked up in public, I know they think I'm a fiend
Better be careful on my set, this shit get vicious
When I step on the stage, move malicious