Dishonor - Intellectual

I Can't Do Better If Niggas Gone Bring Me Back Down To That Time Wen I Ain't have no Cheddar

Know I get more den I bargain and less than I settle i guess dats da life of a stepper

How you gone be my mans doing backdoor shit wen we pose to be in this together

Try a wish death onna nigga dat gotchu forever real bad on yo Heath you ain't clever

I done working on music and getting dis bread now they think that I signed to the devil

Nd I heard dat 12 on my ass Ian giving no cuz they thinking I'm applying thеm weapon

I was taught never to trust thеse niggas out hea nd dese bitches ah teach you a lesson

And I was down on my ass Ian worried bout now I'm standing outside with umbrellas

Why everybody think a young nigga sign for Hunnid hell naw ima need some better

Den everybody think I'm da one send dem Glocks and i gotta connecter

And I heard wassame diss my homie den ah few days back end up onna stretcher

Dey be like why the opps never catch you or yo niggas alone dats cuz we don't let em

Been innis shit since birth I did it alone no help Nd I'm never gone let up

Opps took 2 of my homies so I spin they block everyday Til his homie get wettup

Playing offense onna opps tryna think with dick so I have dat lil bitch go nd set up

Niggas ain't never had outside post up inna crib cuz they we applying that pressure

Glock hold 33 take the clip out put it back in hit the switch give him some extra

Let a nigga Play with my back ends we gone blow his back in send that boy to paramedics

Riding round town with ah fat ass wood in my mouth off lean think nd. I need me a medic

Think that I owe you some paper put it on my head go tell all yo niggas come get it

It start to peep that all of these niggas that's gangstas no shooter they really be telling

Got dat lil boy looking stupid was gassing him up nd got caught we put 2 in his melon

Moving narcortics traveling shit state to state back to back and I hang around felons

Free My Big Brothers Judge Gave Em 95 Years All Together They Stuck Innat Celly

I Can't Do Better If Niggas Gone Bring Me Back Down To That Time Wen I Ain't have no Cheddar

Know I get more den I bargain and less than I settle i guess dats da life of a stepper

How you gone be my mans doing backdoor shit wen we pose to be in this together

Try a wish death onna nigga dat gotchu forever real bad on yo Heath you ain't clever

I done working on music and getting dis bread now they think that I signed to the devil

Nd I heard dat 12 on my ass Ian giving no cuz they thinking I'm applying them weapon

I was taught never to trust these niggas out hea nd dese bitches ah teach you a lesson

And I was down on my ass Ian worried bout now I'm standing outside with umbrellas

Standing outside with umbrellas I be around shooters dey do what I tell em

7.62 Through His Shirt He Bleeding And Crying Out Help It Went Through His Belly

Bitch You Can't Come To My Crib So Bitch Wen We fucking you meet me at the Telly

Niggas Was Dissing My Homie So We We Took His Pipe He Was Shooked Nd Got Pop Like Confetti

Nutt Told Me Dat I Gone Make It To Dese Bigger Place He Got Me He Know That Ready

Bro Told Me To just keep on rapping gone make it fa all of dem days og ain't have it