I just got to avoid, avoid, got to avoid, avoid, got to avoid, avoid, got to avoid, avoid, boy, take it
Hey, you gon' have my line, you say that you love him, you can't even trust me
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna bust heads, but these niggas know that they duckin'
I can't believe he ain't dabbin', they slid by, I guess he got luck
How you gon' crown him, the shot's fire, yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin'
Uh-huh, my momma know I'm in New York City, I'm turnin' this song for nutty
If you the father for any of these bitches, they know I ain't doin' the love
I watch them niggas, they talk too much, they might be undercover
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber
I made them regret how they treated me back then, yeah, they treated me average
When I was broke, I couldn't afford it, I still was sitting on paddocks
He had 21 shots on him, made him feel like a savage
On my road, he died right out the blue, that * was hella tragic
Was catching plays, then I started rapping, whoever thought it woulda happened
I see the bad bitches with some ass shots, never thought I'd be playing with plastic
I had to cover some wounds, you broke my heart, yeah, you left me damaged
I done been ran over so many times, I can't get no second chances
How you gon' have him around, you say that you love him, you can't even trust me
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna bust heads, but these niggas know that they duckin'
I can't believe he ain't die when they slid by, I guess he got luck
How you gon' cry when the shots fire, yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin'
My mama know I'm in New York City, I'm turnin' this song for 90
If you the father for any of these bitches, they know I ain't doin' the lovin'
I watch them niggas, they talk too much, they might be undercover
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber
I ain't rollin' with a cap, oh, I can't be out, niggas is whack
Melted the top of that boy, we run loud, it's a big dot mag
They go right high, then I'm so broke, go close, I'm goin' in my ass hot
So the opps don't move, tryna get close on my oppa, then boom
30 shots to the mag, but I'm throwin' a few, but I'm savin' the rest of him and his goons
Man, that niggas is trash, tryna get close on my oppa, then blind
I spoke of that, but who I told that to? Ash
Man, this * ain't gon' stop, only gon' chill when I get to the top
Long list, keep your bro on my fly, if that boy try to rush him, you know he gon' drop
How you gon' have him around, you say that you love him, you can't even trust me
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna bust heads, but these niggas know that they duckin'
I can't believe he ain't die when they slid by, I guess he got luck
How you gon' cry when the shots fire, yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin'
Uh-huh, my momma know I'm in New York City, I'm turnin' this song for lady
It feels too far for any of these bitches, they know I ain't doin' the lookin'
Gotta watch these niggas, they talk too much, they might be undercut
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber
I'm turnin' this song for lady