Figured It Out lyrics

[Intro]
Mob Uh

[Hook]
I’m rappin' this sh*t I’m livin' it out
And I know they ain’t wit' me I figured it out
Don’t knock at the trap if that sh*t unannounced
And my brother on point wit' the drac' on the couch
Gotta get back again but this sh*t gotta take time
We ain’t see em at night so we spinned in the daytime
[?] whenever but we ain’t gon' waste time
I was fishing they block, caught my opp at the stop sign
I get the blowin', and I ain’t gon' stop firing
If them n*ggas trappin' it gotta be part time
I’m on the block, I’m a put in that slow grind
They talkin' ‘bout b*tches, don’t none of em know mine
I’m in the car and I’m ridin' wit' two irons
Ain’t got no ride for them, you know I shoot mine
I got the plug, I ain’t waitin' in no shoe line
Catch me a body then roll up a 2.5

[Verse]
They talkin' that sh*t, I don’t hear it uh uh
No I don’t hear it
And them boys want me dead but you know I don’t fear em
I see my victim, you know won’t spare em
We tryin' get you wouldn’t wan' be em
Homicide on me, they know I don’t care
Lift up the nickel and knock off his lens
Just me and my b*tch in that AMG Benz
And them broke ass n*ggas got low ass ends
I don’t want my b*tch hanging wit' hoe ass friends
You chasin' a b*tch, givin' throat in the Benz
I’m a hell of youngin', I’m setting them trends
I took a lost now it’s time for me win again
They callin' me family, no I ain’t sh*t to them
Opp n*gga diss me, I gotta get wit' them
See em in person and I’m still hittin' them
He ain’t no nothing, I’m a teach him a lesson then
I got the glizzy and I got the F’N
Rap n*ggas cap, I don’t know who they better than
I’m the black truck, I’m like the president
Ain’t enough drop b*tch, you know I’m stretching it
I’m in studio, I’m on that medicine
Gave her my heart and the b*tch neglected it
Thuggin' wit' Soulja, my youngin' a veteran
You know that drac' go wherever we go
He got some fake Bape, that ain’t no kilo
That n*gga hot, told 12 what he know
f*ck up a twenty piece in a casino
Not tryin’ f*ck em ‘cause them b*tches bino
Gotta plug on the coke and you know he a migo
Glock 26 and it stuffed wit' the 3-0
We spinned a bin after we did three shows
[Hook]
I’m rappin' this sh*t I’m livin' it out
And I know they ain’t wit' me I figured it out
Don’t knock at the trap if that sh*t unannounced
And my brother on point wit' the drac' on the couch
Gotta get back again but this sh*t gotta take time
We ain’t see em at night so we spinned in the daytime
[?] whenever but we ain’t gon' waste time
I was fishing they block, caught my opp at the stop sign
I get the blowin', and I ain’t gon' stop firing
If them n*ggas trappin' it gotta be part time
I’m on the block, I’m a put in that slow grind
They talkin' ‘bout b*tches, don’t none of em know mine
I’m in the car and I’m ridin' wit' two irons
Ain’t got no ride for them, you know I shoot mine
I got the plug, I ain’t waitin' in no shoe line
Catch me a body then roll up a 2.5