Left By That Tree lyrics

[Intro]
Real Murda Worth sh*t I'm talkin' bout
Ayy, ayy, b*tch
n*ggas know how I'm rockin' now (Brr)
Ayy, n*ggas be mad
They ain't got no ho's, ain't got no money (Ay, get left by that tree, keep that sh*t discreet)
How you ain't signed a deal? (It's discreet)
You still in the same spot (Ha, you know how the f*ck I'm rockin', you know I'm still gettin' money)
Negative ass n*gga, get some money boy (These n*ggas can't do sh*t)
Ask about the last rapper (You ain't get no hoes)
Man, them n*ggas ain't never come back- I bet you they ain't (They ain't gettin' no money, they ain't on nothin', they ain't)
Ran off on they feet (You ain't signed a deal yet, boy?)
You know I do this sh*t boy

[Verse]
I want him dead, I ain't takin' no plea's (b*tch, ayy)
I'ma shoot that b*tch, let's see who call police (Brr, brr)
Ayy, I got the baddest b*tches, and they devoted to me (They devoted to me)
My 'Drac ain't never act weird, that b*tch devoted to me (b*tch)
My opp's opp's made opp's strip, I make opp's mad
n*ggas dissin' me, I make opp's rich, I make thots bad
Better duck yo' head when we get on it, bet' not up no flag
You bet' not call no troops, I'ma kill that boy on a deuce
I'ma do him like we did Twisty P, have him runnin' up out his shoes
I'll double glove on my hit, so I bet no leave no clues
Wildkard got stripped, my b*tches, they strip for me
I'm tryna pop a strip, so I make all the b*tches count strips for me
God damn, he's a dead one, he met his dead homie
Black 'Drac like Akon OvO, I ain't never lonely
Dxrt3all had a 'Drac scream, it got a component
New guns, I wan' test 'em out, save that for my opponents
Stupid b*tch, I still love shootin’ sh*t even though I grew up
Stupid b*tch, I still get rachet as sh*t, n*gga, throw yo' hood up
He let four words, think I'm pus*y, and them same four words got him sent up
I'm still crazy as hell, b*tch, matured a little, but ain't switch up
When ELA grow up, I'ma let her set ya' son up, n*gga, waddup?
I could be 50, I'll still f*ck ya' son up, n*gga, waddup?
I'll beat that n*gga, .55 tracer eat that n*gga
Hang him up by his leg, until he dead, then start squeezin' on him
5.56, they Dragon breath, let them b*tches breathe on him
He's a L’er, he's a glazer
His b*tch got a gyatt, I hit her wit' rizz
You gon' get that- treatment, you keep talkin' sh*t (b*tch)
He say he gon' up a shield, he usin' a shield as bricks
But bricks can't stop a 'Drac n*gga
A brick can't save yo' face n*gga
.308 Blackout, on that choppa, send yo' ass to space n*gga
I don't know who he be, should've kept that sh*t discreet
I feel like lil’ Durkio, (Don’t) get left by that tree
I- I don't- I don't know who he be, should've kept that sh*t discreet
I feel like lil’ Durkio, (Don’t) get left by that tree (Brr, brr, b*tch)
[Outro]
Ayy, don't get left by that tree (Ayy, don't get left by that tree, man)
Don't get left by that tree
Don't get left by that- b*tch