Wore Down Kur

[Back to it , Real talk]

[Verse 1]
But only a few make it out
Niggas tryn hoop they way out
Got throw the hoops inna drought
Ion care if she cute put her out
Niggas suck all that dick to get clout
She got mad we can't kiss inna mouth
Niggas park up and sit on ya house
Niggas aimin that shit at ya house
Bullets goin through bricks at ya house
Everything is legit out my mouth
Mom want her a crib down south
Imma get it ain't trippin no doubt
Push a button, car start it im out
And when barney's got closed I was hot
I fell back from uptown it got hot
I stop fallin for bitches thats thots
You can't call on em when you get pop
You can't play wit the streets get a Glock
I can't lay witchu after I pop
I get made back to back, and it pop
Trynna save, but I can't cuz I shop
Niggas rainin on niggas wit shots
S-R-T, we can't stop for the cops
This for E, every friday was shots
If the weed cheap, I ain't gon cop
I was knee deep couldn't get out
Lotta sneaks I wear ain't out
I ain't weak, I figured it out
If it's beef there airin it out