Beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared though we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life than guns dope and money Her eyes watering he Just sold an onion Right off Rick church Pull up to Prince's chicken its closed it's Monday He said pull up anyway his phone was jumping Life changed over eleven hundred He was only making 170 off it Always said it never mattered to me Rather have you Here than in the streets Promise if you come back every time you leave every time you leave What you think happened next She getting rapid text The Baby gone look like him but momma Where daddy at Hard to find words to say I just can't explain You out Here beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared but we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life we Just don't know about Nothing Daddy was in a coma I'm stoned Fuck it I guess the apple Right beside the tree I think somebody lied to me Yea a survivor of this bullshit rivalry All I got is my pride n hate and a rider in the driver seat Ain't no bright side ain't no Right time Fuck sun down let's do it Right now And as crazy as it might sound I ain't Just rapping Man this shit really happened Ain't gotta write it down Bestfriend in a nightgown Hospital visits I'm tripping it got me biting down Every night flight I'm living like I'm Just dying now My voice for reason Just quiet down What you think happened next Ain't no more rapper checks I'm out Here on my own Fuck it that's that on that You out Here beefing over Nothing Our goals is clothes to get hoes Lo and behold another soul in her stomach Unprepared but we know it's coming young and scared It's more to life we Just don't know about Nothing He be getting money that's a whole other subject Shot a Nigga shit up cause he told on his cousin Felt the Nigga snitching didn't deserve to breathe But I gotta price on his head too that's word on the street It's gone be first degree murder the verdict gone read Just like obituaries another Nigga buried Bunch of pictures on tees another kid that won't meet His Dad who got his cousin on phone That had a play for a zone He figured what could go wrong He riding strapped all alone Facing a blunt of that strong He called and told him come on He made a left at that light Right off Dickerson Road And like a thief in the night A car drove out the carwash And tried to flip his shit over The moral of the story Is when it's over it's over I prefer not to say that I told ya But it's all I know bruh Where I grew up alot of Niggas didn't get to grow up Get killed for the fingers that you throw up Nigga shoot you bout a bitch but let you owe em My cup runneth over I'm still hollering pour up Shawty Just waiting on her baby daddy to show up Hey son if you hearing this it means I ain't make it Loved your mama to death and drove you grandmother crazy Take Nothing for granted I was greedy and lazy And used the bullshit excuse of I'm feeding my baby You shouldn't have to reason with me not seeing ya face Couldn't even embrace ya shouldn't have to replace me