Intern lyrics

[Chorus]
These b*tches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my n*ggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don't do this sh*t for free
Barely do this sh*t for me, no

[Post-Chorus]
n*ggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young n*gga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that sh*t gave me hope

[Verse 1]
We ain't speaking on the phone
Undercovers try to call
Know I gave 'em dial tone
Young n*gga tryna ball
Give my daughters everything I never had
Other words, I'm tryna give 'em it all
Spend a quick 10 racks in the mall
n*ggas making videos for the lol
That's the sh*t that got a n*gga in odd
Got me thinking bout the sh*t that he saw
Feeing money, I ain't getting involved
All these dope, I cannot keep in my sock
Bad b*tch, got her beating the pot
Big belly, almost touching the pot
Big belly, 'cause I'm eating a lot
Certain n*ggas said they were riding, but I know they boutta renege (I know that they lyin)
Dirty cops got me checking my mirror, I'm watching for feds
My b*tch hate it when I'm paranoid, she said it's all in my head
She don't know I got a half in the car, and a whole lotta bread
I got locked because dope in the lot, 4 block and I'm serving it hot
Big body taking over the lot, n*ggas talk now there's whole lotta watch
Dump the meds, when I'm cooking the rocks
Free my n*gga, he just sold to a cop
Hustle rests, 60 months in the building
Left the jail and headed straight to the block
[Chorus]
These b*tches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my n*ggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don't do this sh*t for free
Barely do this sh*t for me, no

[Post-Chorus]
n*ggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young n*gga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that sh*t gave me hope

[Verse 2]
I don't pay no mind to these n*ggas, I'm way bigger
I could never drop a dime on my n*gga, that's go figure
I'm in another class, yeah
Feds sitting in the parking lot, I need another trap
Ex-girl tryna Face Time, but you know I'm gone, poof
I'm on to some new sh*t
Only n*gga who still kicks in the city, I'm stuck into something exclusive
Had to seperate myself from these n*ggas they think that I'm moving reclusive
Apron on, with the wife beater, yeah I beat the pot off, I'm abusive
Cops want me in the back of a cruiser, I'm way too illusive
Bad b*tch dripping in the Medusa, she loving my music
Why a n*gga bringing guns in the uber, we partying bullsh*t
All we did is come to have us a good time, but we can get ignorant
I was sitting in the back of the cold room when I heard my n*gga get that 5-piece
But after that I made a phone call, and went OT with a 9-piece
This the life I gotta live, I'm just tryna feed my kids
Authentic, no cap n*gga, I'm just rapping what it really is
[Chorus]
These b*tches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my n*ggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don't do this sh*t for free
Barely do this sh*t for me, no

[Post-Chorus]
n*ggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young n*gga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that sh*t gave me hope