Probably Not lyrics

[Chorus]
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot
Don’t you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways, probably not

[Verse]
I got n*ggas sitting up doing time, they in the box
I remember on that block, I been what's fly, I'm f*ckin’ thots
n*ggas talkin' like they with this sh*t, they wasn't sellin' rocks
n*ggas talkin' like they wit' this sh*t, they never get no gwuap
Why you talking hot?
We could spin the block, this off the top, f*ck the sh*t i wrote
This sh*t ain't no joke, a n*gga run up on me, pistol through his throat
I'ma take his life, leave him at thе light
These n*ggas talking like thеy with this sh*ts, I see him, it’s on sight
And my future lookin’ bright, I'm tryna get to different levels
Angel on one shoulder, on the other side the Devil
n*ggas talking like they with this sh*t, sh*t they ain’t on my level
'Bout to cop a Richard mil', flooded on the bezel
f*ck the opps, them n*ggas meddle
Ain't nothin’ I'm tryna settle
f*ck around, I get 'em gone, call Brodie like, "What's the schedule?"
Corny, I call the kettle
Knew I was something special
Fell in love with the studio, sh*t, I'm happy I met you
I'm a real one, speaking from them trenches
I got n*ggas locked down behind the fences
(I'm a real one, real one, speaking from them trenches)
(I got n*ggas locked down behind the fences)
I done moved my mom out the hood to a better place
Did a couple things but no slackin', time to elevate
n*ggas hate but in reality I know I'm living great
I'on care, I bet you wish you had a better faith
Pickin' up the pace, I don't care to lose the ones who can't relate
I'm grateful like a mother f*cker, I don't celebrate
Onna paper chase, it's gon' be a problem if my paper late
Day-to-day, I been bustin' sweat out like it's labor day
I'm workin' hard, in the studio, steady on my grind
Money on my mind, this sh*t got me on a different time
Overtime, 24/7, it's a colder mind
Head-ups any situation you ain't fold mine
Talkin' on the gram, all jacks 'til we slide through
4-5 bullets through ya' back, you gon' die too
Realize you don't really want smoke, I advise you
We really live it, I can't tell you what the guys do
Free my n*gga Mini Mack, he shoot sh*t, he like 5'2
Claimin' what you didn't do, you pus*y I despise you
Rather have a rival than have a fake friend
I been through some sh*t that I won't ever do again
I'm still riding 'til the end, loyalty no pretend
If I call you my brother then you blood f*ck a friend
Got some new sh*t that extend, if a n*gga tryna run me, oh no, got up, oh no
[Chorus]
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot
Don't you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways, probably not