[Intro: thr33 & Twentywrld]
Mm-mm (Even though I did say that shit, why didn't niggas cut me off when I said that shit?)
[Chorus]
I started stealin' shit, when I was thirteen
Did it myself, don't need no fucking team
He pillow talking, get hit wit that beam (Hoe ahh nigga, bruh)
Hit from the back like two times, make her cream
I had to wake up, shit ain't what it seem (I...)
Glock 23, make 'em 2-step lean
I like to beat up on niggas for fun (I-I love you)
Caught that fuck nigga at Walmart, he run
Don't try and start shit with me you can't finish
I'm a introvert, so you can get out my business
Like I'm on the runway, nigga, get out my way
Had to call my lil' baby, like, "Where you today?"
Heard you sayin' them rumors 'bout me, what the fuck?
How you weigh three hundred? Go get tummy tuck
[Verse]
Wi-Will you remember me when I die?
Building the legacy so I can fly
Y'all didn't believe, had to see with yo' eyes
Nigga better be humble 'cause he not that guy
Okay, we gotta backtrack
ARP, gotta keep in my backpack
Gotta keep going, nigga, if you trip
And I hate disrespect so better watch yo' lip
Sh-Sh-She open her legs, I see her pussy lips
I don't need that damn twenty, nigga, here's a tip
Nigga, shoutout my Auntie, she turn forty-four
When I look at the time, I see it's running low
Can't just shit on my heart, I had to let it go
Boy, you chasing your purpose, gotta stay lowkey
Because niggas be plotting to much jealousy
Niggas ain't get my reason, now they fucking seethe
Da-Damn (On God)
Yes, yes, yes
[Chorus]
I started stealin' shit, when I was thirteen
Did it myself, don't need no fucking team
He pillow talking, get hit wit that beam (Hoe ahh nigga, bruh)
Hit from the back like two times, make her cream
I had to wake up, shit ain't what it seem (I...)
Glock 23, make 'em 2-step lean
I like to beat up on niggas for fun (I-I love you)
Caught that fuck nigga at Walmart, he run
Don't try and start shit with me you can't finish
I'm a introvert, so you can get out my business
Like I'm on the runway, nigga, get out my way
Had to call my lil' baby, like, "Where you today?"
Heard you sayin' them rumors 'bout me, what the fuck? (The fuck?)
[Verse 2]
What you say?
Chillin' and shit, how I'm feelin' today
Twin got Glocks and I got the K
Twi-Twin (Twinnin'), damn (Damn)
Twin got Glocks so you know we get busy
We keep on spinnin', we never get tired
Remember my broke ass had a iPod
Don't fuck with that dumbass nigga, he stupid
She said I'm the one, baby, I am not cupid
Remember in middle school, I was a lame
No-Now I grew up, nigga, I'm not the same
They only my friends 'cause they fuck with my fame
And I just had a bad bih' stay for the night
I can't save that lil' bih' from the dungeon, I'm not a knight
One slip in, man, that pussy was too tight
Remember my Mama, she couldn't pay light bill
Life is a struggle but you gotta fight still
(Keep on fighting)
(Keep on going)
(Thanks!)
[Outro: Squillo & Marrgielaa]
-Tryna tell to you, bro
These nigga be talkin' about anybody opinion, bruh, I ain't gon' lie...
Yo' favorite rapper-
And then niggas come in my DMs, talkin' 'bout, "Yo, stop beefin' with 'em"
What you mean? I'm not the one that's beefin' with these niggas, bro, these niggas wake up, and suck dick
These niggas won't join one live, bro, these niggas have not joined one live, bro
Not one (Oh no, they-)
Not one, everytime we done spoke on niggas, bro (Oh, no, no, no, no, no)
Not one, bro (Bro-)
Bro, no, they-
They been in every live, you just don't know the pages though on 'em!
Oh, oh, oh, right, ri-right, right
Behind, behind (You just don't know they page!)
Be hiding', right, right!