Official lyrics

Just got off the phone with my dawg
I hope they free my n*gga real soon
In the streets, ain’t no love
So I gotta stay close to my pistol
f*ck boy don’t run up
When that trigger bust they ain’t finna miss you
Keep my shooters in the cut
n*ggas know what’s up my dawgs official
I told my b*tch that I love her
And I won’t put nothing above her
That’s real sh*t
n*ggas would fold on they brothers
Pillow talking under the covers they kill me
I Hit Up V Bands for the work cus we need to see a milli
Pull out a GG wit a Perk got a n*gga feeling dizzy
Me and all my dawgs just wanna say we made it
So I could bust Down a watch for all them n*ggas that hated
Yeah they told me to stop but i prayed to god and waited
And now I’m heading to the top i ain’t got time for waiting
I just get faded and think about all them days on the block
We was robbing to eat
In the five with no heat
Got off my ass and i did it all for the green
Now i put on for the streets
Can’t name a young n*gga going harder than me
f*cking all in your Skeez Back when i was broke they wasn’t talkibg to me
But I’m ten toes down in My balenciagas
Forever gucci but i Rock fendi, Prada
They thinking they know me little b*tch I’m coming harder
When we pull up sh*t get spooky n*gga better duck them shots
I was a young n*gga trapping like ouu
Had to go get it regardless
I’m doing me give a f*ck about you
Baby you know that I’m heartless
I just wanna hop out a beam and a coupe
Windows down push to start b*tch
She said she love me I’m looking like ouuu ohhh
b*tch i came up from the trenches had to let go
Yeah you held a n*gga down but you let go
You saw the hard times on the avenue
Thought you was my slime but i can’t f*ck with you
And I’m still on that same sh*t
Toting rounds in the k clip
f*ck around get your face hit
I don’t beat the case then I state skip
Run it up watch the cake flip
Swear this life is amazing
If it ain’t a bag i don’t chase it
Do the dash b*tch I’m racing
She know i got the soo- she know i got the soda
Came up with my bros whipping act over cola
Ain’t laying with no hoe bend it over touch your toes
We ain’t even hit the room Beat it up on the sofa
Naaaah beat it up on the sofa
We ain’t even hit the room Beat it up on the sofa