Let them talk on the kid to the culting baby
Bury the lies, who's tryna call my bluff
And I know they're crazy, and I gotta try
See how much real as it gets on the his little baby
Damn if it gets on the timepiece daily
Breaking the chat, that's a call to the bros
That's family, faster that * than steak
Screaming all slap *, and I never swear it meant
And I heard what your voice said, man
Pray the bros see years of the pen
In the station, I'm off to the side, ain't paying a pen
Nobody here hears me, and these words can turn into violence
Know I'm men, I'm making them fear me
No lies to me, free series
Blacked out with a flipstone in me
Won't talk, but I'll make them hear me
In the ghost, but the engine's airy
Raries and Bentaygas, I'm rolling in style
If an old friend asks for a favor, I know it
Is you've spoken a lot
Bro *, keep it organic
New words, push it all back
Sound from the stories, always tragic
You could end up John B, it's back
Niggas know that I will never boast
But I always see them do the most
Pushing different realms, burnin' ghosts
When you take it, it's nice, a different coast
Let them see my life's been the same
If you do it, what are they gonna blame you?
Wranglin' for the pain
Your storytelling keep me feelin' stable
Took my name, but they barely know me
Tuck in your chain, we takin' it roadly
I won't go, let them know
Yeah, it's so hard to keep your weight
I'm on the road to putting your life
Cause how many times did you go straight?
If you adore me, you don't care about what we said
Thought you'd leave
Baby, never think twice what I spent
Gucci kicks, I don't need no holders
Never need orders
Prayin' out loud before I go to sleep
But I feel so hopeless
Takin' a blow without your reach
I don't need no soldiers
Struggle to focus
I go over and say no
Gucci kicks, I don't need no holders
Trap, I'll sit with a hundred soldiers
I don't need no
More alcohol, baby