[Verse]
Why trust you when I can't trust myself?
We slide alone, don't need no fuckin' help
I feel threatened, start to clutch the belt
And shut your mouth, the truth'll tell itself
And if it's good then it'll sell itself
Church say amen
Had a chance and they ain't kill me—where niggas be aimin'?
And if we slid, confidential, forever be nameless
I just smile and keep it pushin', silent, tuck the pain in
No regrets, we do it for the (Gang)
All these demons, I can't trust a soul, bitches come and go
We gotta tuck these poles
2021 gon' put in work, can't slide in nothin' old
Switchin' lanes
Pay 'em 'cause it's love, they do that shit for gang
That nigga told then switched his name
This Hellcat cost a little change
I pay my killas hawk 'em down
Hop out gang gon' walk 'em down
We pull up in some Sharks
We wet him up, the witness saw him drown
Lamborghini tour the town like Gary Payton quarter pound
We met the plug, the plug died, his daughter takin' orders now
We speed past
I'm just tryna make my shooters work together, Steve Nash
Still be fuckin' on that toxic bitch, I hate her mean ass
I got homies still out in that field that need a screen pass
(Hit 'em with that screen pass)
Lil' homies love me, only call 'em when it's propositions
I just hate the feds, the fake homie in the opposition
Favorite youngest nigga got the green so he don't gotta listen
Favorite youngest nigga got the green so he don't gotta listen
Gang
Why trust you when I can't trust myself?
We slide alone, don't need no fuckin' help
I feel threatened, start to clutch the belt
And shut your mouth, the truth'll tell itself
And if it's good then it'll sell itself
Church say amen
Had a chance and they ain't kill me—where niggas be aimin'?
And if we slid, confidential, forever be nameless
I just smile and keep it pushin', silent, tuck the pain in
No regrets, we do it for the (Gang)
All these demons, I can't trust a soul, bitches come and go
We gotta tuck these poles
2021 gon' put in work, can't slide in nothin' old
Switchin' lanes
Pay 'em 'cause it's love, they do that shit for gang
That nigga told then switched his name
This Hellcat cost a little change
I pay my killas hawk 'em down
Hop out gang gon' walk 'em down
We pull up in some Sharks
We wet him up, the witness saw him drown
Lamborghini tour the town like Gary Payton quarter pound
We met the plug, the plug died, his daughter takin' orders now
We speed past
I'm just tryna make my shooters work together, Steve Nash
Still be fuckin' on that toxic bitch, I hate her mean ass
I got homies still out in that field that need a screen pass
(Hit 'em with that screen pass)
Lil' homies love me, only call 'em when it's propositions
I just hate the feds, the fake homie in the opposition
Favorite youngest nigga got the green so he don't gotta listen
Favorite youngest nigga got the green so he don't gotta listen
Gang
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