Lyrics

I was the **** that they doubted,
Now these bitches tryna come around him
Spent like 50 on my neck and wrist,
Feel like im drowning
In all this water,
I swear them racks keep callin
& if a **** think bout frontin,
Keep this ratchet on me
Went thru way too many nights,
When we ain't have it
& these trenches took my brothers,
Turnt me savage
Could only imagine,
If we catch a opp in traffic,
Told that bitch don't treat me regular,
Baby im far from average,
Skurt off the lot in that new coupe,
Switch lanes the fastest,
They say im a ticket,
So i cant be out here spazzin
Send my shooter 10,
You know he posted like a caption
Ever since i done got money,
Everybody wanna ride for me
I dont know who real,
I dont know who trying me
Diamonds on me dance, dance,
**** dont be eyeing
Glizzy give a spray tan,
Bullets hit his body,
& i dont listen to these bitches ,
Cause i know that they be lying
Something like i caught a flat,
I know they aint riding
I dont ever call em back ,
Hit it then im sliding
Cause i know how these bitches,
Gon treat me if i aint got it
Plenty nights i never thought,
I was making it out the projects
We aint normal citizens,
Police see our skin ,
And wanna send us in
If the opps aint playing they block,
Then fuck it, we spin again
Turn em into cinnamon,
Leave em in the ground
Shouldve made "many men",
They wanna see me down
It was times that i was doubting,
If i was gon make it out
I was at war with my demons,
Tryna figure out a route,
Now these bitches want my semen,
Told her open up her (shhh)
Rumors,
Every move i make,
They on my body too much
They gone think shit sweet,
Until we pull up
Like a fucked up transmission,
Lift the hood up,
Big glizzy,
Like im tryna lift my foot up,
And it's broken
Bang
Turn him to a spliff,
Now he floating , yea
Tell me how im gon lose,
When im chosen, yea
They was sleeping on my music,
Now they notice
Got a daughter on the way,
Like fuck a trojan, yea
Going through this pain,
So she never gotta heal,
Still a' do a drop,
Even though i got a deal,
I aint gone stop,
Til i see a hunnit mill,
Even when i reach the top,
I'l be climbing for it still
I was the **** that they doubted,
Now these bitches tryna come around him
Spent like 50 on my neck and wrist,
Feel like im drowning
In all this water,
I swear them racks keep callin
& if a **** think bout frontin,
Keep this ratchet on me
Went thru way too many nights,
When we ain't have it
& these trenches took my brothers,
Turnt me savage
Could only imagine,
If we catch a opp in traffic,
Written by: Masio Gunz
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