30 Aint 30 lyrics

[Intro]
You don't apologize for not sounding a certain way (CLVN)
You don't apologize for being a certain way
You don't- You don't do-
You don't do none of that sh*t, aight, aight?
You feel me?
You got f-
I don't know if I feel f*cked over or not
I don't understand
You feel- you feel what I'm saying, though?
Like, you get it, right? I hope you do
But if you don't, it's- You know, like
Let me know, 'cause I can f*ckin' help your ass out
Just let me know, man

[Verse]
38 'Ringe, on a 38 peat
.38 motherf*cker, .38 clip
I got too much, with a .38 beam
.38 beam, pointing at yo' ring, yuh
[Non-Lyrical Vocals], yuh
Gotta pull it off, no strings, (Yuh)
Gotta pull off- I'm trigger-ah-e-you motherf*ckas' think I don't eat
Take, take bowl of some, E, yuh
Take bowl of E sh*t, lookin' at a tree, yah
Lookin' at the sea
f*ckin' all this sh*t, once again, again, on e-sh*t
I don't understand it, like a motherf*ckin' plane, sh*t
30 on, 30 on, 30 on clip
Got too much, on that 30 on, blick
Got too much, aw, motherf*cka' think
[Non-Lyrical Vocals] f*ckin' with my sh*t
Everybody wanna be lit, but aye, don' matter
Motherf*cker' wan', warn down lick
Only wan' stand there, only wan' stand in the corner, yuh
Over there, get lit
Over there, wit' bullsh*t, I don't understand that sh*t
If I did, I would understand sh*t, I wouldn't understand
We got bold package, on my bags
And I put the items on my sh*t, everybody tryna' read back
What page? on a f*ckin' blue-script
PDF, PDF, file
Everybody tryn' get wild, look at me, not down
Rolex On My di*k, heh, heh
Sy, sy, sy, sy

[Outro]
.38, .38, round
.38, .38, clip
30, I'll point to your lip
.38, .38, clip
30, I'll point to your lip
.38, .38, clip
30, throw a knife at your lip
I'll throw a knife at ya' lip
I'll throw a knife at lip
Maybe, I wanna be crazy
Maybe, I wanna be hazy
Maybe, I wanna get baby
Turn this sh*t off--