Check, uh
Right, uh
It's a lotta, uh
It's a lotta, uh
It's a lotta, it's a lotta
It's a lotta cold nights, hunger pains in this bitch
Water whippin' on some cane in this bitch
Robbin' when ain't shit to slang in this bitch
It's a lotta
It's a lotta cold tears, hard times in this bitch
Murder can't stay off my mind in this bitch
Ain't no love, she don't reside in this bitch
Waking up to cold sweats, I'm soakin' wet
Ain't got the stomach or the mind for this shit
You ever had to work a dope line?
See your homie's mom stand in line for this shit?
It's a lotta
It's a lotta choppas, lot of dirty guns in this bitch
It's all fun and games till a nigga need to bail out and ain't got the funds in this bitch
Fuck-ass nigga
Only come around me when you're down on your luck ass nigga
Ask who the fuck I trust
Bitch, I trust me, I could never trust nan nigga
Poppin' in another clip
And if they catch me slippin', least I never duck, man, nigga
Ask who the fuck I trust
Bitch, I trust me, I could never trust nan nigga
Get the switches
Got the bitches mixin' up the fenty
Dirtied up the dishes
Customary, obituary
Put your ass inside a homicide edition
Suck me in the drop on 26s
Fuck a phone, no videos or pictures
Ask who the fuck I trust
Bitch, I trust me, I could never trust these bitches, yeah
Help me get away from this godforsaken place I'm in
You should run away if you ain't really ready for the way I live
It makes my heart break when I see gangsters turn to angels
Yet I'm still grateful, and I would never ever wanna trade it
It's a lotta
It's a lotta nigga that would probably love to take it
It's a lotta
It's a lotta bitches, but I wanna see my babies
Help me get away from this godforsaken place I'm in
No flight, I'll pay the driver to go the opposite way of Vegas
Yeah
Shit is scary, obituary
Put your ass inside a homicide edition
Dippin' in a dunk on 26s
Mixin' up the fent, we dirtied up the dishes
It's a lotta
It's a lotta stab wounds, scars, stitches on my body
Nigga wanna take the spirit out my body
Took a hit, but I ain't snitchin' on nobody
Fuck-ass nigga
I done whooped across the map to get a nigga whacked across a couple timezones
Diary confessions of a killer, I see dead faces with my eyes closed
Feel like nigga never really met a plug, all imaginary Pablos
Diary confessions of a killer, I see dead faces with my eyes closed
It's a lotta fuck nigga false-flaggin' on the gang
Steady duckin' calls, owe a nigga change
On the 'gram cloutin' off a nigga's name
It's a lotta
It's a lotta
Said it's a lotta nigga fightin' versus one of me
Before I run off, they gon' have to murder me
I reminisce on what the shit done done to me
A lotta white-sheet, yellow-tape dreams
When your life a nightmare, you can't dream
So instead of runnin' tryin' to chase dreams
I was making sure the safe clean
It's a lot of
Nigga on the state team
Givin' white sheet, yellow tape dreams
Tie a nigga up 'cause I don't chase dreams
I was making sure the safe clean
It's a lot
Help me get away from this godforsaken place I'm in
You should run away if you ain't really ready for the way I live
It makes my heart break when I see gangsters turn to angels
Yet I'm still grateful, and I would never ever wanna trade it
It's a lotta
It's a lotta nigga that would probably love to take it
It's a lotta
It's a lotta bitches, but I wanna see my babies
Help me get away from this godforsaken place I'm in
No flight, I'll pay the driver to go the opposite way of Vegas
