Rob Me lyrics

[Intro]
AA Flex
I'm freezing man
This is the [?]

[Chorus]
This syrup f*cking up my kidneys
n*ggas said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n*gga, this the way we livin'
I heard them n*ggas say they coming, ain't no fear up in my heart
38 baby 'bout that, no b*tch, I come straight out [?]
n*ggas said that they gon' rob me, b*tch I'm clenching on my rod
Catch him ridin', pull up 'side him, we gon' wet up the whole car

[Verse 1]
Put a bullet in his head since that n*gga think he f*ckin' with me
Retaliation by Boozilla 'til the day I'm deceased ('til the day I'm deceased)
I ain't no ho, b*tch, I want smoke, I grew up in the streets (Gon' smoke you n*gga)
Up with the burner, I'll shoot you everywhere but under your feet (Bang! Bang! Bang!)
Highly protected with a chopper, Ben got a Glock 9
[?] totin' a F&N every time that we ride (We ridin')
I'm watching out for the police, n*gga know I ain't hidin'
Say you want beef, put you to sleep
n*gga know that we 'bout it (Put you to sleep)
Lonely, sittin' up in that cell, locked up for a murder (For a murder)
n*ggas be stuntin' like they 'bout it, then they end up murdered (Murdered)
We beat 'em n*ggas who be steppin' on they gang, you heard him (You heard him)
n*gga play wrong, I bust his dome, we spin up in your circle
[Chorus]
This syrup f*cking up my kidneys
n*ggas said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n*gga, this the way we livin'
I heard them n*ggas say they coming, ain't no fear up in my heart
[?] 'bout that, no b*tch, I come straight out [?]
n*ggas said that they gon' rob me, b*tch I'm clenching on my rod
Catch him ridin', pull up 'side him, we gon' wet up the whole car (Rrr)

[Verse 2]
f*ck me, what that n*gga said?
White t-shirt, we left it red
f*ck him, we gon' bust his head
Ride my pops if I ain't fed
Homicide, how we play
We gon' shoot him, why you stare?
Play me b*tch and I'ma kill you
Might not hate n*ggas with dreads, yeah, yeah
One day to [?], b*tch I'm with it
n*ggas sayin' that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
n*gga pray that they gon' do me somethin'
n*gga, come and get me
Yeah, we gon' step on all of 'em sickas in my city

[Chorus]
This syrup f*cking up my kidneys
n*ggas said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n*gga, this the way we livin'