Act like you left your charger to pull back up
(You lyin' bitch)
Talk like you want love from me but tell ree that
(Not at all)
Ask bout the nigga who feed fam of back end
Talk like I'm really the one who listen to feedback
Some of y'all need that...
One day, I'll read that
In my home theater
Running out of episodes of sealab
It's bussing like the pre-match
They windows is pinball
The shit that I release I'll make em
Push they whole spring back
She just want a nigga who gon
Treat her like she talking and dog her
Want bad karma, I'll simp there
Talk bout them hotel suites sleeping on end chairs
Dougie trynna convince hoes Vince here
Please judge me and not my
Lil niggas fighting a murder
Pushed my little brother trial
He couldn't fight cuz Corona
You bitches stealing out the
Gucci store and fighting the owners
Spirit flight out to Miami
Spend the night with promoters
Top floor living still
I'm scared of the bottom
It only popped up in fear of my problems
I never slipped off
Me and shorty back of this AA bout to lift-off
Laughing at the DMs you
Rappers be trynna get off like
Awww man, I'm humbled!
That's the upstream?
Used to wanna share they company
But saw the usual efforts
Been had the throne
I been abusing my leverage
While all you walk-around rappers
Is Playing musical stretchers
My niggas out vegas
Counting banking
It's outrageous
I downplay it
I know it's more to be finished
I know my momma watch my live
Stories more than these women
And when I'm gone I know these
Stories is written... I mean
This feel like I'm driving up to
Marshall and Barker after the studio
Leave the door cracked cuz
Your momma think it's a booty call
Used to pull up and say nothing
Just put a movie on
And tell her that I love her
But I'm moving on
Talking like
Here is something I can't understand
How they fall and be confident in a spiral
Niggas IGs got accolades from they FiOS
I could never fit my accomplishments in a bio
They just showing age
They best shit before the growing stage
And I go Platinum 'fore I make it to my golden age
I treat the best of all like the 5-second rule
Fuck it nigga everything I'm dropping is a throwaway
Rodini park with Robdu saying "me llamas"
I hit before she gave me her number ima be honest
How I fuck the bitch that you flew out
You playing homie still
And Tony Will playing me shit he wrote for Teyana
Man, I'm humbled!
Especially when the cards break
I let your dogs get in they bag
That shit was all shake
Teflon stuffed in chest
Bitch I'm a large safe
100 thou tucked in vest
You watching shark tank
Dinner reservations stay canceling, but fuck it
All we eat is baked salmon
Need more Legroom
Brittany brought Ruth to my room like
She gon dress you
Cuz on some Philly shit I just
Thought i need more sweat suits
Now my closet look like the Dewey Saunders collages
Devil wears Prada, I'm in AllSaints and G-line
Do it for them niggas bouncing back up off a decline
Or bad bitches packing empty bottles in a Nissan
Dope inker, heavy thinker, light sleeper
Light wrinkle my t-shirt look like it's see-thru
I ain't never fall for the broad shit hyping these moves
I know that it's 4 types of street dudes
Niggas who you think is all talk
Until a tat on they face
And niggas with they face tats
Who I done punched in the mouth
It's niggas facing life and tat they
Name on stone when they out
And then it's typing niggas like you
While you stuck in the house and we outside
You niggas soft man
I'm telling you you niggas soft man
It's the legends
Armani Blanco, back again with another banger
We outside
You niggas ain't nowhere to be found man we outside
Again after gain after gain after gain
Pussy
How?
How?