Treat You Better lyrics

(Intro)
[I love you Ryo]
Yeah

(Chorus)
Ima treat you right
I Won't go for none
Know you safe for me
I'm the only one
Got a fetish for it
I want every gun
Armed robbery, I went on a run
And I shoot the blicky, I wanna have fun
And this sh*t get tricky, I can't trust no one
I went got one, then I hit backdoor
Huh all my b*tches know I act like an as*h*le
I been totin gun, that's a fact bro
Give a f*ck where you from, we can go toe-to-toe
Ain't scared of him, he ain't say it loud
Want the judge to know, I'm on anything if think you on
Go on any block, Mafioso, chop your face off for some pesos
Miss Kyra, I'm tryna hold on
Hmm, I'm tryna think straight, even though my b*tch gone
I told [?] my nephew
For bryson I'ma kill one, if they touch you
When I was locked up, someone touched me
Don't make me bust you, who said he psyched out like im cuckoo
They ain't even mobb why they f*ck they wanna side with Juju
f*ck Sum for my life
n*gga, I done f*cked up, it's alright
Who said its a gamble?, roll them dice
Mmm, gon' pop em off, I say twice
Pop em my self double down with two blicks on me'
He ain't mob, f*ck it he ain't my homie
I don't pick n' choose, they all changing on me
When I was locked down, I kept my head up
Now I'm fed up, I had to get up
And go' beat sum'
Who sent you?, I'm a real don
Baby OSO, know I'm real don
And I pop a n*gga, leave em bleedin'
And I pop a n*gga for no reason
Had a broke ho' I still feed her
Used to be broke then, but I don't need em'
n*gga gettin bands on the DistroKid
Hundred round drum, let it go like 50 cent
Won't talk to me, goin 7-6
They get blocked out, just like a broke b*tch
n*gga lame as f*ck, don't wanna hand out
All these pus*y n*gga's they all capped out
And I started rap, n*gga slime em' out
They call BabyWoah to bring that MAC out
Whoa pull up, gon' flame some
Imma ride for you like you In danger
I'm finna psych out, who got my banger
Bih' better pipe down, know I got a anger problem
Had to let you go, know I'm the only problem
Die by the pus*y, Ima live without it
Imma grab the choppa, f*ck the helicopter
I'd take you in, but b*tch you not a doctor
Don't like me, cause I'll probably rob em
I got GLOCK 19 with 30 on me
Big ass knife man It'll probably poke em
Im laughin at the kiliing, just like the joker
I control all my b*tches like mote controller
I don't like being round my b*tches sober
See you with another n*gga know it's over
Snake his ass bad like the King Cobra
Run out of luck, chop that four leaf clover
Took my pint up and shuck it up like soda
Wait until my f*cking pockets on boulders
Had a bad b*tch in Bouldercrest
Know some cute b*tches from the bricks n*gga
Wouldn't f*ck em again made me sick n*gga
I don't beef with pussies I like real pressure
I'ma flip his ass, spill em like spaghetti
With some dons and they all ready
From the 10 n*gga with some real whoas
Free JuGlizz caught a elbow
I could treat you better, I could treat you right
Im a thug n*gga ain't the soft type
I'm out of light, keep my fist tight
I be ready rob, when It come night
Huh, better get down, finna blow it down
They was talkin' crazy brought' the bloodhounds
This sh*t BL do no pronouns
This that 4 life this sh*t gon' go down
Playin' with the mob I'ma spray the whole b*tch down
Keep some extra clips, tucked in my jeans now
She ain't like me before, now she a fiend now
It is what it is, i won't never go down
In my mind I be fightin' demons almost every time
I don't want you by me in the gun line
K on my home screen, I might cry
Everybody notice me I gotta hide
I'm on house arrest but I can't stay Inside
I can't say sorry I got too much pride
So It's guns up with them f*ck n*gga's
Grab the 30 mag and some runtz n*gga
Kel-Tec shotty, doubled up with me
It's whatever n*gga, man what's up with me
You don't f*ck with me, cause you snitched on me'
I don't give a f*ck, but that yo' fault
Yall done knocked the plate, then yall be dead opp
Be with every killer know what goin' on