[Verse 1]

Niggas stole from my dog, had to tell them that it wasn't us

I remember we was boys, tell me where you put the trust at

It could be way worse, you could be riding on a bus

You could be lots of places, yeah, I done seen lots of faces

And I told him not to play with me I'm not the one to play with

And I'm the one they dread in this bitch like I was Haitian

I knock off your man in this bitch, yeah, yeah

None of my niggas playing fair

Who really my dogs, these days I can't tell

Uh, go get an M, put it right in the suitcase

Wait, oh you wanna be friends, nah nigga its too late

Wait, oh bitch wanna cheat, now I'm up in thе hills with a new bae

Wait, nigga you was gettin' playеd, now bitch not playing the new game

[Verse 2]

Wait, yeah

( Based1 got them bands ho )

Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah

And now I'm like hold on, hold on

Trapped and he only been at it like so long

You popping up 12 on the dot

Imma get your ass held till I pop

They always give a nigga hell till the drop

Seen the bag like, damn, you hit the spot

You had the ball, now it's you sitting out

Only take me a call to get you out the light

Got it with you but is you gon' use it or not

They don't know 'bout the times when they told you that you wasn't shit, now they look up and you getting guap

Niggas asking if rapping is paying they gon' make me fuck around, pull up to school with the knots

They ain't passing but now they see you with the rock

Pocket and stick it in books at the school

Shawty, she red, but I like my money azul

In Miami, more than Uncle Luke

I got a couple vibes, they at the crib

Bitch I can handle more than Uncle Drew

I had to dog a word to Uncle Snoop

Look in the cupboard, ain't no gin and juice

I told my partner, pass the 42

Already knew he never wanted problems, that boy a dodger like he 42

They couldn't handle if I told the truth

[Verse 3]

Nah, they couldn't handle

They don't know the shit I been through

They would never say they fans, but, they hating, shit I call it fan love

Never did I fuck with you, nor, do I fuck with what you stand for

Mama say that I don't call no more, sorry mom I got my hands full

Screaming all throughout the house

Now they scream my name when they got their hands up

I'm from the MET, that's the land though

Hatin' niggas they don't never wanna see you win

I cannot pretend, nah, I just wanna see my niggas win

Lord forgive all my sins

Word to Thugger, nigga fuck em all, we gon' go and ball to the very end