Look Who Crawled Out lyrics

[Intro]
Ayyy
Gladiator in this b*tch boy
Ayyy Day June 30th yo E2 you crazy for this one
Smoke cleared look who crawled out
On my mom I'm about to ball out
Yea, Ayyy

[Verse]
R-I-P Money Mark!
I'm going to scream until my last day
sh*t ain't been the same bro I swear since your last day
Hate be coming in, sh*t be coming in a fast way
Gave n*ggas my all they ain't even meet me halfway
Stars in a halfway, ???
Circle got smaller, but everybody with me real
Plus I signed a deal, mixtape half a mil
And still sending money to my homies stuck in jail
Growing up in pills, got it on my still
Cuz I know these n*ggas hungry, I ain't trying to be a meal
Quick to the let the semi spray, any night any day
Stunting on these n*ggas, they ain't really like me anyway
Rather post a n*gga they don't know, before they post they bro
Pillow talking to these b*tches, knowing she supposed to know
Mafia costra nost, taking flights coast to coast
Damn I miss my brother, I'm the one that was supposed to go
People say they love you, thats some sh*t you supposed to show
That some sh*t you supposed to show
Ain't it?
I said...
Ain't it?
n*gga gonna hold up
Yea! Yea!
Spend forty on the rol-e
Try to charge for that... you won't hold me
It's bigger than the money, loyalty is what they owe me
If you thought that I would fold under pressure you don't know me

n*ggas hate to see me focus on the bag
Hate to see me in a foreign, rather see me in a cab
I'm talking to my bunky about sh*t I used to have
n*gga ever disrespect me I'm going back
Remember when Nipsey died man I swear I had a vision
That, I would probably die, the same place that I be chilling
Lost some close friends, so I'm having problems healing
Heart broken got me in my feelings, I'm gonna kill em

And I know these n*ggas after me
Know they are
And it took the other half of me
Shot my whole fifty don't need accuracy
I'm gone like a G if they capture me
(For my baby, n*gga!)

Capture me
(Ox ??)
This b*tch shoot rapidly

Chasing money no one as fast as me
(Road runner)
I told my b*tch, she too good for a rapper
(I tried to tell her)
Told her I'd slow down, start moving faster
I even paid for her college, she got her masters
f*ck other b*tches, but they don't matter
Remember growning up, my aunt was baptist
Take me to church, sleep on the pastor
See my homie die, what a disaster
Team full of shooters, I tell em blast ya
(Bah! Bah! Bah!)
I got some new b*tches, ain't got time for the old ones
You should see the b*tch that I f*ck after my show done
Said I wouldn't make it, I guess I had to show them
I guess I had to show them
I'm like...
Is we beefing or we posting? Man I'm so confused
It's crazy that the clown sh*t these n*ggas do for views
The worst feeling I ever felt was feeling used
And if you cool with that sh*t, man I ain't feeling you
Have you ever had a dream your man killing you?
(Have you ever?)
And that sh*t feel true, it's really killing you
And since you acting like an opp, we goin' to kill you too
Man I feel untouchable, I feel bulletproof
I'mma count this money until my hands hurt
That ain't even your sh*t, man that your man work
(That your man sh*t)
All that tough sh*t gonna get that man merc'd
(Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh!)
I ain't scared to wear that tan shirt

[Outro]
You know I ain't scared of that sh*t man
I ain't scared to go back n*gga
(Back n*gga)
It's chess not checkers boy, move your pieces right...
(Pieces right)
Be like...
I just look at life differently like...
So many people counting on me...
I can't make no dumb moves, but it-
Ay I'm out here tho, run up n*gga you know you gonna get
You gettin drilled tho
Ay that's why we beefing anyway