Uh,
uh, uh, uh.
I just know what to do.
I just be freaking out.
But you know, you gotta bounce with it.
Feel like I'm the man,
I know everything ain't went as good as planned
But I ain't gon' let that stop me now,
cause still I stand up
Put them goals in my mouth cause
everything a n***a spit down to a trend
And how I do it, they don't even comprehend
Like how I came up from the pen,
with n****s clutching on a stick
Soon as they turn,
I duck in class and shawty show them I was a grand
When we joined the boys were great and in the band,
but I already got sticks,
Jones and Bannon
Tryna flip it for some lame,
I'm on sharp,
yeah I'm reckless,
but it's always worth a change
I be in the field,
but if you try me,
I ain't playin' I be off the drugs to boost myself,
DeAndre Aydin Can't even walk down to the store without the mask,
do what you bangin'
I can tell you stories,
but I know that you won't feel me People say they love me,
they don't even know the real me
Boy,
I swear,
forgot my heart,
shattered,
you can't heal me Before I trust a bitch again,
I let my opps kill me
I'm a cold,
hard n***a,
not my * jet black Blood red seats,
ice white Maybachs Blue Benjamins,
but a hundred K a stack,
dog I'm living in Palace,
Connick,
Commerce,
where I'm at
I'm a cold,
hard n***a,
not my * jet black Blood red seats,
ice white Maybachs Blue Benjamins,
but a hundred K a stack,
dog I'm living in Palace,
Connick,
hey
I just want that Bentley coupe,
ooh-ooh-ooh I'm a Plymouth in the Lambo,
dressed with 4G auto boots That's why I'm
running these numbers off my cousin in the cell
They put him through the mask and they ain't even
give him bail Swear to God when he come on my P.O.
I'm gon' give him the mail
Cause I'ma keep my Santa Claus and couldn't do it
through the mail And I ain't never been arrested,
I don't know how I feel
But I'm too wild,
I can't just let them n****s throw me in that jail I was
about to spin the block on them n****s who kill my dawgs
Riding in the Cooper Springer,
we was about to knock him off Feel like Larry Bracken,
I be shooting n****s from the sidelines If me
and Springer caught them n****s up on the park
This little light of mine tryna shine
through the dark Cause * beneath my mind,
I don't even wanna talk Before you jump the bush,
you bet you better learn to walk
Cause you make the wrong moves,
make the police try to talk Red light,
green light Every time you see me,
you see real right Everything I do,
I make it feel right
Every decision that I chose to make,
I make it feel right You showed me last week that
you missing what I feel like My heart on ice,
but all this gas,
lil' bitch gon' still light
You call on me like most of the time,
for you I still fight You never hear from me most of the time,
but I still fight Yeah,
I still fight
Red light,
and everything could happen so quick,
yeah I can go and get a bad bitch in a minute,
yeah I ain't tryna wait and see if you gon' let me hit it,
yeah
I be tryna smash him,
salute baton,
lend a hand And turn up on them n****s with the superstar image,
yeah
Love for shooting stars,
putting holes in your fitted,
yeah We just tryna get it,
yeah,
the team independent,
yeah G5 jets in they G5 tenor,
yeah I'm a goofball,
but * ain't funny when we spinning,
yeah N****s try to start with the gang,
they ain't finish it No one say a thing,
but the flame when we ripping * Bang with the thangs,
put your face on the T Only hang with names
that's gon' cater to me Gang with the gang,
then you look like some loose chains While y'all n****s,
y'all looking like some new things,
yeah,
yeah And everything could happen so quick,
yeah