Switching Sides

Belt

It ain't no middle in this shit

I don't know what porch you **** jumped off of (Enot gon' shoot you up)

We gon' handle it though (Damn, Spancy)

**** switchin' sides, went against us, I'm like, "Damn, wild"

Even threw some shade, like we claim somethin' we ain't gun down

I'm like, "It's some sneaky fucks should get mentioned 'bout my guys"

I'ma kill all my opps dead, please forgive me, Allah

Fuck them ****, I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm too good on my block

I blow my Glock, I run if I see narcs, ask 'bout all my opps

We the reason **** dead or they got popped

**** tweak, they get me hot

Play like they can get my drop, I moved my fam' OT

I told foenem we killin' everybody, been too solid

Ever claim some work, we handled that, we don't bap up on no bodies

Belt to ass, pay attention, man, somebody gon' die

I'm a different ****, I really pass out fire

I was like fourteen when I caught they ass outside and walked 'em down

You can ask my guys, but they won't ever connect me to no crime

When that judge sentenced me to do that six, bitch, I ain't cry

I got the rawest ever setback, orchestrated my whole life

I'm like, "After this fire, I'ma have shit right"

**** tweak, I'll be cookin' rice again before I lose my fuckin' life

Shit went left too quick, like, fuck it, at least I tired to make shit right

**** are Tinas, I'll beat one of they ass like I'm Ike

I ain't worried 'bout them, it's gon' be more bodies on my pipe

Every car get shot up, it's war time, come through this bitch right

My lil' shorty thirteen, he just want a life

His mama dead, I was the same age when Ricky died, I gave his ass a pipe

I told him, "Mask down, gloves on, shorty, do that shit right"

I used to be young and dumb too, I even smashed some shit on sight

I put some shit in the ground, dude, uh-huh, tryna do the same thing tonight

****, they act like they real goons, wait 'til them THF boys strike

**** is fuckin' with the opps, so it's just a bonus puttin' belt to them ****

My door was open before the car had stopped, I'm verified to go on a mission

Tell 'em a secret about me, one of my eyes is bad, I gotta get close on a ****

They want me to tell about how I made history, I kicked the door on a ****

Caught his bitch ass in the kitchen, .45 went through his kidney, broke all the dishes

I need a ****, they think I'm a rapper, yeah, that's why I be wrappin' these ****

I got a family of Handlers with me, yeah, throwin' up 4's and 6's

It is what it is with whoever want it, we ain't duckin' shit with no ****

Long live Trouble, free all the guys

They play, we gon' step on all them, they know how we handle it