I just got a bad phone call, bad news
Isolate myself and headin' to the back room
Just to let some steam off, I got a write
If I stay around all these niggas in this bitch, then I'ma fight
I done fought so many times in one week, I didn't write
I been staying up late night thinking 'bout life
I really wanna buy you anything that you like
But do you like me or is it the fame you like?
I had a bad phone call
I heard that my nigga done got roped off, what's the word?
Yeah, you saying that you ridin', and it sound like you do
But I know you ain't ridin', you be lying like you do
I know what's up with you, know I'm that nigga in the streets
You wanted me stuck with you
I had a plan B and C, that's a couple two
And if B don't work then I'm going straight to C
And if C don't work, then I'm dropping straight B
Was trying to stop switching route, I had to retie
Fuck nigga, your rap gang already need to retie
Including you, I had so many niggas trying to reach out
They ain't fuck with me but now they on they knees now, haha
Why these rap niggas so funny to me?
Remember I was the underdog but now they underneath me
Ain't nobody give me shit but a cold shoulder
If I wasn't who I was today, I would have froze though
And these bitches ain't gon' rock they ain't go no mode
Hotboii you should've just listened to what your bros told you
Yeah, I know I see the ways as I grow older
I like my bitches hot as me push it with no odor
Hotboii you got that float boy
And you know all these niggas gon' bite, you already know boy
It's a whole lot of piranhas in the O boy
And if this rap shit don't work then I'm on dope boy
I been thinkin' 'bout my future, and it's been lookin bright
Facetime me that pussy, what it looking like?
If you was ridin' past a nigga you'd be trippin' right
Baby girl that cut me deep with a butcher knife
Look left then right before you cross a nigga up
They gon' let this rap shit come and boss a nigga up
Hope that pussy ain't too tight with me then I'ma need some more
Lil' green bitch, I don't know how I bless you with the sun
You asleep, I was in the booth for round two some
You would think I got ADHD, I'm always doing some
But I wasn't doing nothin', countin' money while I'm doin' her
She know I'm a dog to beat a bone and a I'ma chew it up (yeah)
Label me abusive, 'cause I beat the clock too
Right before the buzzer bullets fly, shall I drop two?
Why I gotta go hard? 'Cause I'm not you I got to
Baby, if you hang around the thots, you a thot too
I like to be chopped, screwed
Just so I can feel it out your mind, but I don't chat, boo
She just wanna kick it, hold me down
Had her holdin' up, but she couldn't wait a minute
That's the same bitch, when I was hittin' it, I was stayin' in it (stayin' in it)
Ho, I got you litty (got you litty, yeah)
Don't ever forget it (don't ever forget it)
Everything happen for a reason (it do)
I'ma ball out four season