4th of July lyrics

[Talking]
See there's pus*y n*ggas everywhere
Gutter n*ggas everywhere
You n*ggas buy that sh*t or whatever
Yall already know n*ggas about they issue

[Verse]
I was f*cking with you strong, what's the issue?
What you wanted? A lil song or a picture?
You say somebody hit your phone like it's pressure
So we'll just f*ck it dog, I thought that we was better
What you wanted? A lil shoutout, a lil publicity?
If you asked me i would've did it with no resistance
You made a dis song and now you in your feelings
Running around telling n*ggas, they wouldn't listen
Yea you n*ggas bout that life, but we more realer
Everytime you pull a play, we pull one bigger
Yea you n*ggas bout that too, but we some lunatics
Man you n*ggas should've thought before you do the sh*t
Tried to shoot a video on my corner but we shoot the sh*t
If you a b*tch now tell the media that you a b*tch
I don't tweet, I tell that n*gga pull up bring some food
All my zombies in the projects will devour you
And it's easy to keep the tool but you don't know how to move
And you n*ggas ain't strategic, and you moving loose
My n*gga caught him at the wrong time with the .22
Go this a .22
I ain't specifically talkin bout you Heffer
You n*ggas ain't got no balls, ain't got no testicles
You n*ggas pus*y, ain't got no balls ain't got no pelvis
Cuz if you was a man you wouldn't be jealous
Yall done brought it to a whole other level
n*ggas getting kidnapped and getting let go
n*ggas only did that just to scare you
To tell the truth if I was there you would've been dead bro
And I feel like it's a blessing I'm on house arrest bro
Cuz you n*ggas already know a n*gga hit first
My cousin just got hit up and it f*cked my head up
I was ready to rock and roll, come find my heavy metal
I ask my people "why you move my gun when I went to jail for?"
This house arrest might be a blessing, might be better
What the hell happened to that 187
On another note you n*ggas should've know better
n*ggas know we ain't the n*ggas to be f*cked with
But you n*ggas out here smoking on that f*ck sh*t
Oh you know we them n*ggas from the project
Oh you know we them n*ggas we them zombies
And you know we them n*ggas boy we about it
And you n*ggas gookin' right now smokin mollies
If yall wasn't smoking mollies y'all would know the deal
How you going against the will
And I don't call deuces, I call .30s
And I can't believe Bushawn that n*gga dirty
Yea you bout that sh*t you live it but you workin
I don't care what you did I tell a n*gga you workin
I keep having visions about these n*ggas getting wet up
How the hell you can't tell me bout the set up?
And I don't cop no pleas unless I'm jammed up
The only way you talk to me is about some cheddar
I'm swimming in the pool with my beretta
I been learning moves dancing with the devil
Damn I heard you ain't wanna let the Draco spray
Why the hell you even got it anyway?
I don't even know why n*ggas gotta be
You should've came with bloods you just wannabe
How you rhyme with a n*gga who stripped you out your jeans?
Man I ain't forgivin a n*gga who had you on your knees
[Verse-YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Everybody under disguise man they scheming
These hoes will set you up
Tell you they love you they don't mean it
Full of syrup, b*tch I'm leaning
Smoking dope with the demon
Send my younging at your little n*gga give me a reason
I heard a n*gga say they turned me up, get off a n*gga di*k
Don't like the fact that now I'm blowing up, n*gga get on your sh*t
I got turned on next Montana ain't nobody give me sh*t
b*tch I bought my own car, started my own dealership
Cruising down Florida with my burner leaning faded
To tell the truth, I don't know why these n*ggas hating
I stay with the 38, I won't let nobody take me
& I know these n*ggas plotting, so I don't smile up in they faces