[Intro: Rob49]
Yeah
Yeah ([?] the mafia, [?] cartel, nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
[Chorus: Rob49]
Yeah, nobody safe when I'm outside (Yeah, when I'm outside, nigga)
Yeah, nobody safe, you better play your cards right, nigga (Yeah, you better play your cards right, nigga)
Nobody safe when I'm outside (Yeah, when I'm outside, nigga)
Yeah, nobody safe, you better play them cards right, nigga (Yeah, you better play them cards right, nigga)
Tweakin' hard, tryna catch me somethin' (Yeah, tryna catch me somethin')
I be with killers and drug dealers, all they know is murder one (Yeah, all they know is murder one)
Yeah, you ain't never break down a whole pound my yourself (Yeah, a whole pound my yourself)
I was sixteen in the trenches, sellin' weed without no gun (Yeah, sellin' weed without no gun)
[Verse 1: Rob49]
I know just why niggas green 'cause they ain't seen no dead body (Yeah, they ain't seen no dead body)
They ain't seen they brother die and see the fire from they mama (See the fire from they mama)
I know what it feel like to be a boss (Yeah, be a boss)
Yeah, I know what it feel like to be a trapper and take a loss (Yeah, be a trapper and take a loss)
I know what it feel like when them bullets hittin' your fuckin' car (Yeah, them bullets hittin' your fuckin' car)
Way before this label shit, man, bro 'nem been had A&R’s (Yeah, bro 'nem been had A&R’s)
Come from poverty, I been tryna grind, make it out (Yeah)
They ain't believe in a nigga's dreams, now they wanna come 'round for the clout (Yeah)
Where were you when I was starvin', gettin' evicted from my crib?
Talked to God on my knees, I'm fucked up, my pants down (Yeah)
You ain't tryna get no money or boss up quick, then stay from 'round (Yeah)
You ain't tryna suck no dick, I'll make broski kick you out (Make broski kick you out)
Yeah, still trappin', makin' it happen, payin' to fuck and shit (Payin' to fuck and shit)
I'm a trick her off 'cause, fuck, me and my broski rich (Yeah)
If it ain't real, it ain't me (Yeah)
If I ain't totin' my steel, I might get killed on my street (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah
Yeah ([?] the mafia, [?] cartel, nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
[Chorus: Rob49]
Yeah, nobody safe when I'm outside (Yeah, when I'm outside, nigga)
Yeah, nobody safe, you better play your cards right, nigga (Yeah, you better play your cards right, nigga)
Nobody safe when I'm outside (Yeah, when I'm outside, nigga)
Yeah, nobody safe, you better play them cards right, nigga (Yeah, you better play them cards right, nigga)
Tweakin' hard, tryna catch me somethin' (Yeah, tryna catch me somethin')
I be with killers and drug dealers, all they know is murder one (Yeah, all they know is murder one)
Yeah, you ain't never break down a whole pound my yourself (Yeah, a whole pound my yourself)
I was sixteen in the trenches, sellin' weed without no gun (Yeah, sellin' weed without no gun)
[Verse 1: Rob49]
I know just why niggas green 'cause they ain't seen no dead body (Yeah, they ain't seen no dead body)
They ain't seen they brother die and see the fire from they mama (See the fire from they mama)
I know what it feel like to be a boss (Yeah, be a boss)
Yeah, I know what it feel like to be a trapper and take a loss (Yeah, be a trapper and take a loss)
I know what it feel like when them bullets hittin' your fuckin' car (Yeah, them bullets hittin' your fuckin' car)
Way before this label shit, man, bro 'nem been had A&R’s (Yeah, bro 'nem been had A&R’s)
Come from poverty, I been tryna grind, make it out (Yeah)
They ain't believe in a nigga's dreams, now they wanna come 'round for the clout (Yeah)
Where were you when I was starvin', gettin' evicted from my crib?
Talked to God on my knees, I'm fucked up, my pants down (Yeah)
You ain't tryna get no money or boss up quick, then stay from 'round (Yeah)
You ain't tryna suck no dick, I'll make broski kick you out (Make broski kick you out)
Yeah, still trappin', makin' it happen, payin' to fuck and shit (Payin' to fuck and shit)
I'm a trick her off 'cause, fuck, me and my broski rich (Yeah)
If it ain't real, it ain't me (Yeah)
If I ain't totin' my steel, I might get killed on my street (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
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