Brutal Honesty

Huh I'm with Yung Kilo Grr Young nigga jumped off the porch When I met lil' Kilo, he was 13 Kick down the door, that's his favorite thing Shawty gon' mask the fuck up That's on everything Bitch, I was 15 years old wit' a felony I'm in the strip wit' the hooligans, huh If Cal don't shoot 'em, then I'm doin' it Dropped out the school, I had truancy Ain't losin', I'm livin' it like I been losin' it Huh, all of my bitches wan' argue 'bout stupid shit Don't want yo love, bitch, you ruined it, huh If she don't pull out, then I'm pulling it I got the fye for that foolishness Huh, I gotta scope shit out 'fore I go in it Bitch, this Glock life, I ain't goin', bitch Young nigga 17, ride wit' a 30 clip Young niggas ready to kill on that Freddy shit, huh Thought about talkin' to Daejiana I'm in love wit' the trap, but I left all my problems Took his cousin money, that's how we gon' solve it You don't got no stick, you gеt ate like McDonald's I'm on the еast side wit' them killas and robbers Hrrt, 50 something shots out that carbon Fadeaway, shoot 'em like Clippers, no barber Hm, yeah, I think to myself everyday "How the fuck I'm gon' get rich?" Used to run off on the plug wit' a counterfeit Young nigga had a couple loose screws Ain't nowhere you can go, we gon' find you The gang doubled up, now it's times two This BabyLife, nigga, we don't like you I look in yo eyes, you a fake goon Huh, B-A-B-Y, L-I-F-E On the run for three weeks, had to catch me I get the fuck up and send 'em blessings Lil' bitch, where you at? We ain't sextin' We get to them bands, ain't no restin' She ain't hold me down, got arrested I been doin' bitches dirty ever since And I told her I love her, that ain't what I meant Tell a nigga he fake, I bet he catch a fit These niggas so fucked up in the head, I'm sick You don't know who I am, I could send that blitz That boy havin' butterflies, he feel like shit Kilo was 14 years old wit' a brick Do a 3.5, do not fuck up my trip I'm talkin' to God in a blimp Man, this ain't no baby trap We only sell out the zip Smokin' on Kumo, got popped off the rip He capped to the block Thought that lil' .22 was legit That Mexican capped to the block He got flipped off the rip We popped his ass off in a ditch Sumo had beat his ass up I'm not busting his stitches Walked in the school, pistol in my britches You think you loose screws? Nigga, we could fix it, huh "Lil' Glokk ain't bout this", "Lil' Glokk ain't bout that" Fuck boy drop the dot, nigga, where you at? Bitch, I been in quarantine wit' all these racks I been social distancing from all the rats I run to the money, nigga, that's 4 flat I took that bitch down She love when that young nigga Spaz come around I know how you feel, you surrounded by clowns