Drama

First off, rest in peace to my brother Lynn

I'm sorry to my mama, Lord

My top hot block like summer, bitch

We strictly 'bout that drama

I can't get this out my head

He want some smoke, we leave him dead

I'ma stand on ten 'fore I let them get me dead

I been steady city rollin' on the top where we stay

I just bought another glock tell that opp he 'bout to lay

I ain't shooting at your legs, pow, bitch, I'm at your face

I'ma get a **** wacked, I'ma pop him broad day

I remember them cold nights in east lake

Say they showing real love, but the shit it be fake

Growing up eating noodles, I ain't never had steak

Now a bitch wanna eat tryna eat off my plate

Feel alone, take these drugs now I'm gone away

And we showed up, you know that we showed up

I feel like no other like we be untouchable

Back on the block and we post with a nine

Bitch, are you trippin? You out of your mind

You see I don't love why the fuck you keep trying

They selling fake love, but I steady keep buying

First off, rest in peace to my brother Lynn

I'm sorry to my mama, Lord

My top block hot like summer, bitch

We strictly 'bout that drama

I can't get this out my head

He want some smoke we leave him dead

I'ma stand on ten 'fore I let them get me dead

I been steady city rollin' on the top where we stay

I don't got no feelings, I'm thuggin'

Push on they buttons, on God, bitch, it's nothing

Say that you street, well, that's all of a sudden

Got killers on go, bitch, I just push a button

Screaming out, fuck it, you know I ain't a virigin

Clean out that bitch, where the fuck the detergent?

I had to start rappin', didn't want to keep workin'

I'm splitten' his shit now that bitch, he need surgery

A stab in the back, bitch, you knew that was foul

Don't fuck with these rappers, they jockin' my style

Aye, turn that shit down, we smoking that loud

I bury that bitch now he up in the clouds

Loving that bitch while she giving me head

Don't fuck with you, fuck with your sister instead

Let him do what he do, he get popped like some meds

Now he's talking to god, shouldn't of said what he said

First off, rest in peace to my brother Lynn

I'm sorry to my mama, Lord

My top block hot like summer, bitch

We strictly 'bout that drama

I can't get this out my head

He want some smoke we leave him dead

I'ma stand on ten 'fore I let them get me dead

I been steady city rollin' on the top where we stay

Rest in peace to my brother Lynn

I'm sorry to my mama, Lord

My top block hot like summer, bitch

We strictly 'bout that drama

I can't get this out my head

He want some smoke we leave him dead

I'ma stand on ten 'fore I let them get me dead

I been steady city rollin' on the top where we stay