Nigga

This just gonna be like a little interlude track

Like something just off

I might put this on the end of a song or something

I don't care

Look

Ridin' around like it's not

(Better stay protected like God son)

Smokin' like I ain't got lungs

(NWA it might pop some)

Don't act out if you ain't got one

(My niggas eatin' like potlucks)

Roll up or get rolled up

(Better keep a shooter like Stockton)

Shit, y'all don't get the point tho

I was ballin' back when niggas started crumpin'

Now we got it jumpin' Lady Gaga money

Man you niggas bummy can't get nothing from me

Homies call me Double

Two guns that's double trouble

That was cliché

Don't participate what he/she say

Cause I know the game no EA

They gon' replay this everytime

Watch every dime, they know every line

Sniffing every line [?]

You don't understand nigga nevermind

I got hella time, I'ma go in

Back on my shit

She back on my dick I just miss her tho

You hoe feelin' my like a physical

I'm only in love with her physical

This is a funeral killin' every rapper movin'

Until I'm just here by myself

You look like a champion losin' his belt

This is the realest shit you ever felt

Got niggas like "Waao man I ain't even know

Who he sign to? And where he get his flow?"

Man back when you was gettin' free lunch

I already had my feet up

All my niggas finna eat up

Tell 'em other niggas keep up