Choir Music Toosii

[Intro]
(SephGotTheWaves)
Ayy, uh, oh
(Ayo Nashi, you go crazy), yeah, uh

[Chorus]
You a ho and your friend too
And I'm tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that's what friends do (Ayy)
She say, "You ain't pickin' up the phone lately," got a lot on my mental
If it ain't about cash, I ain't tryna talk, that shit I ain't into
And I been tryna see what a brick do
I been makin' a brick move (Uh)
Granny like, "You should go to church and join the choir," yeah
To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P. Messiah
I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain't talkin' no umpire
If it's smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah

[Verse]
Thirty round drop shells, leave a trace, yeah
I'm in love with blue faces
No heart and I hate it
Kinda glad that I made it
They keep sayin', "You gon' change," yeah
Mulsanne when I'm switchin' lanes, yeah
My stepper don't know what a range is
Took my heart, rearranged it
I'll still take a bitch from a nigga
Bust it down two times, don't care what her name is
They think 'cause we come from nothin' that we dumb or somethin'
Like he don't know where his brain is (Yeah)
Talk about it, try releasing my problems
My mama still mad I ain't got no scholarship (Yeah)
They ain't give a fuck about me
Why the fuck would I stay thinkin' I'm what the problem is? (Yeah)
They tried puttin' me with the problem kids
They was happy, but a nigga wasn't proud of it
Took a flight to L.A., learned a lot of shit
I was broke, I ain't have not a pot to piss
Now, look at what I made out of it
And you crazy, you think a nigga goin' back to the slums, yeah, uh
No, you crazy if you think I won't keep my gun