[Hook]
Give a fuck about being famous
Young nigga strapped up staying dangerous
Try me, take your city and paint it
Dog nigga, I might need me some trainers
I can't keep no hoe, no
It's still bros over hoes, yeah
Running, I gotta stay low, yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't be scared when I blow, yeah
It's just a Glock 19 with a laser
We real killers, no fakers
Just out to get paper
How the fuck do you wake up and decide to be a hater?
Didn't do that for real, capping ass nigga
Story (?) made up
My hoe mad at me, I ain't pick up, nigga, but we made up
[Verse 2]
Save us
Gotta stop thinking 'bout violence, but that's just how I grew up
Once I rеmove the negativity, that's onе step to move up
Gotta-gotta stop thugging, fam-families can't lose us
Fucked over way too much, I can't do trust
Bitch wanna be together, nah, I can't do us
Bitch, I'm in the trench forever (Southside), we let them shots bust
Bitch wanna be together, nah, I can't do us
Bitch, I'm in the trench forever (Southside), we let them shots bust
We let them things swing, la-lames can't hang
Bitch, ok, let me bring to the southside and smoke pain
Sorry baby girl, I ain't get your name
She said it was (?) killers, go ahead and meet the gang
Give a fuck about being famous
Young nigga strapped up staying dangerous
Try me, take your city and paint it
Dog nigga, I might need me some trainers
I can't keep no hoe, no
It's still bros over hoes, yeah
Running, I gotta stay low, yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't be scared when I blow, yeah
It's just a Glock 19 with a laser
We real killers, no fakers
Just out to get paper
How the fuck do you wake up and decide to be a hater?
Didn't do that for real, capping ass nigga
Story (?) made up
My hoe mad at me, I ain't pick up, nigga, but we made up
[Verse 2]
Save us
Gotta stop thinking 'bout violence, but that's just how I grew up
Once I rеmove the negativity, that's onе step to move up
Gotta-gotta stop thugging, fam-families can't lose us
Fucked over way too much, I can't do trust
Bitch wanna be together, nah, I can't do us
Bitch, I'm in the trench forever (Southside), we let them shots bust
Bitch wanna be together, nah, I can't do us
Bitch, I'm in the trench forever (Southside), we let them shots bust
We let them things swing, la-lames can't hang
Bitch, ok, let me bring to the southside and smoke pain
Sorry baby girl, I ain't get your name
She said it was (?) killers, go ahead and meet the gang
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