[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, wait
[Chorus]
See, If you my dwag for real, It's guaranteed we gonna eat
See, by any means, he feeling froggy tell the nigga leap
I'll put another hole in one you freaks
Since I started rapping I can't live in peace
All of this federales got me weak
I'm tryna do better but its getting deep
[Verse]
See, I'm from Toronto where its getting peak
See, they left my homie bleeding in the B's
Niggas kill their own partner, dawg, I hope I'll never get the need
He bust down the face and then did the race, they call him SuperNeat
I been dodging plenty cases, shordy must be praying I stay on my feet
I told my youngin carry all the heat, If I get the bag then everybody eats
Tryna get these free bandz, nigga, first thing: you gotta stay free
I got bitches, I'm the man, nigga, these hoes ain't anything to me
Why you stuntin for the gram, nigga, the police printing out the feed
I might put diamond's all up in my teeth
Surrounded by winners, ain't got shit to prove
Locksmith in the crib for the keys
Cuz all my niggas ain't got shit to lose
She only with me cuz I break the rules
She from the hood, I took her to the view
Sister woke me outta bed and said my cousin on the news
So what you think I'm finna do?
Stack up this paper then get down the blues
This is strictly for the courts: nigga, this is music, not something to use
Youngin shooting just for sports, nigga, the trap done taught me more than school
We ain't playing fair, you shoot in the air, we just rather shoot at you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, wait
[Chorus]
See, If you my dwag for real, It's guaranteed we gonna eat
See, by any means, he feeling froggy tell the nigga leap
I'll put another hole in one you freaks
Since I started rapping I can't live in peace
All of this federales got me weak
I'm tryna do better but its getting deep
[Verse]
See, I'm from Toronto where its getting peak
See, they left my homie bleeding in the B's
Niggas kill their own partner, dawg, I hope I'll never get the need
He bust down the face and then did the race, they call him SuperNeat
I been dodging plenty cases, shordy must be praying I stay on my feet
I told my youngin carry all the heat, If I get the bag then everybody eats
Tryna get these free bandz, nigga, first thing: you gotta stay free
I got bitches, I'm the man, nigga, these hoes ain't anything to me
Why you stuntin for the gram, nigga, the police printing out the feed
I might put diamond's all up in my teeth
Surrounded by winners, ain't got shit to prove
Locksmith in the crib for the keys
Cuz all my niggas ain't got shit to lose
She only with me cuz I break the rules
She from the hood, I took her to the view
Sister woke me outta bed and said my cousin on the news
So what you think I'm finna do?
Stack up this paper then get down the blues
This is strictly for the courts: nigga, this is music, not something to use
Youngin shooting just for sports, nigga, the trap done taught me more than school
We ain't playing fair, you shoot in the air, we just rather shoot at you
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