Look
Protest in the road
All for the bodies in the street
You went to march in June but did it for the retweet
I know that certain niggas mad, but they don't say it when we meet
I got alot more in stab and I'm in the cut when you bleed
Yeah, just give that bitch a week
The bodies are dropping, yo single is flopping
I'm not even close to my peak
I'm the still with the guys, you niggas is pie
The reason we calling you sweet
Wait, I'm not even close to my peak
I'm the still with the guys, you niggas is pie
The reason we calling you sweet
Wait, and I'm not even
J-A-Y
Man, the second you play with my name
Man, you playing a dangerous game
And you won't get a pass so don't let them gas you nigga, just stay in your lane
I know that you scared and every day you gotta get up and look in the mirror
And try to convince yourself you're someone that you know just really ain't there
And really I'm fighting my fears
I'm writing my story and keeping it real
I know it's somebody laying there listening, looking for something they really could feel
Yeah, yeah
The energy change when I get to rapping and y'all niggas talking 'bout chains
The energy change, the lord is my shepherd, I rep for the lamb who was slain
Identity crisis, bitch I'm the nicest, there you go changing your name
I don't even try but still I'm so fly, I'm keeping it simple and plain
United we stand, just triple the 7s and Family Firm is the clan
A lot of the boys just want to be boys, so watch who you calling your mans
Aye, a lot of the boys just want to be boys, so watch who you calling your mans
Just triple the 7 and Family
Don't hit my line for the truce, I'm never the one for squash
You pitching the change but going in circles and that's how I know it's a wash
I said I'm the one, you thinking it too and you know which time is the charm
Cause people who never believed in themselves always thinking that luck is involved
So it's up and it's stuck with you all
Pay attention to the imagery
Your favorite artist is a scum bag, man, I done seen that shit vividly
Another for a stream, retweet, niggas out here making fake enemies
Tryna leech off your energy
Then try and wipe it from your memory
I've been robbed, back-stabbed
Punched, kicked, jabbed
Ain't nobody telling who be down to ride
See a lot of people mad how I rose, now they wanna be the thorn in my side
I could care less 'bout pussy pride
Niggas hear that cha-cha then slide
I'm just rapping for the weird black kids who want to be heroes down inside
Rapping for the weird black kids who want to be heroes down inside
You niggas want to be number one but I'm tryna be number twenty three
I don't want to be in the game, I want to takeover the game, nigga
Don't let that go over your head.
Triple 7, Firm clique
SoSwill
Bitch