What You Sayin

Like, what you saying?

Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helping hand (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Can't be my friend

Can't expect me to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin

These **** hoes, I know that they is

I get some hoes to show where you live

I know you ain't tote no pole for real

I can't trust nothin', I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel

I cut off my old partners, my new **** love to kill

Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real

I pop Percs, do drugs for real

Get so high, I'm above the rim

I know **** ain't got feelings, I know everybody change

I know **** that wan' kill me just to get up in my place

Big bro diеd, now I love pain

Four-five Glock my Amiri jeans

I do it all just to feed thе team

Pour this drink, don't mean to lean

Seen ma do dope, it was hard for me

But I just didn't let it bother me

Got that call when my big bro died, you don't know how bad it bothered me

Even if touch that M without you, dog, it still won't mean a thing

I ain't gon' never change, I'ma stand on this 'til the day that I'm six feet

Ain't no way you 'posed to leave, God can't do this shit to me

I just wanna sleep forever, only time I see you in my dreams

I just wanna creep forever, wanna be my dog, come spin with me

Ain't no loyalty up in this shit, when you die, what you gon' bring?

They say love come from the closest ones, but it can't be family

Everybody strange to me, everybody changed to me

Can't nobody eat at this table 'less you came with me

Like, what you saying?

Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helping hand (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Can't be my friend

Can't expect me to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin

These **** hoes, I know that they is

I get some hoes to show where you live

I know you ain't tote no pole for real

I can't trust nothing, I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel

I cut off my old partners, my new **** love to kill

Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real

My old friends started acting suspicious, I had to cut 'em off

The way to get this watch off my wrist, they had to cut it off

The same pair of shoes for a month, I trapped in front the mall

As soon as I got me some lil' money, I tried to front 'em all

It's crazy, though

Everything I do gon' make the blog, so I been laying low

I'm way above your pay grade, lil' ****, you better play your role

Found out that my dog had really told, he said the case was closed

I just left from Humboldt, me and Ced tryna pick the best notes

I don' really been turnt up since a young ****, yeah, the boy cold

Mama told me these girls slicker than me, so I don't trust hoes

How the fuck you gon' switch up on me? We used to share clothes

Lamborghini green, Boston Celtics

Tryna quit this lean, but I can't help it

I'll be rich as fuck until I'm breathless

Made a million bucks today for breakfast

There's not a lot of us, we don't need extras

Real Atlanta ****, free lil' Yola, I ain't gon' let up, yeah

Like, what you saying?

Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helping hand (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Can't be my friend

Can't expect me to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin

These **** hoes, I know that they is

I get some hoes to show where you live

I know you ain't tote no pole for real

I can't trust nothing, I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel

I cut off my old partners, my new **** love to kill

Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real

Like, what you saying?

Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helping hand

Can't be my friend

Can't expect me to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin

Like, what you saying?

Two straps on me when I post on the block, don't need no helping hand

Can't be my friend

Can't expect me to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin