[FN DaDealer] Might get on that bitch with you, know what I´m sayin´? Naw, for real, nigga (Go crazy, AG)
Nigga goddamn see all that, but it don´t even matter See all this shit that a nigga did and went through, nigga, you know what I´m sayin´? Huh, woah
[FN DaDealer] Jumped off the porch into the streets just like a G Rubber bands up in my pants, that´s why my pockets deep We been pushin´ P, talkin´ ´bout exotic weed I won´t sell ´em high ´cause I can get ´em for the cheap I just keep havin´ these dreams, they tryna kill me in my sleep I spent thousands on these jeans, okay I keep pourin´ up this lean, I´m probably pissin´ pure codeine
My cup dirty, but I´m clean, okay
[FN DaDealer] Who the fuck said I was fallin´ off? No way Niggas bitches, they get cops involved, they got ho ways I been tryna lock her jaws, in her mouth like Colgate Me and partner was breakin´ laws, he just caught a cold case Turned dreams into reality, I grinded, should be glad for me They keep tryna tear me down, tryna build a masterpiece Fuck them niggas and whoever say they after me It´s gon´ be a whole lotta casualties Better not think ´bout jackin´ me Killers right on side me
Jefe tweakin´ out, say he itchin´ for a body I ain´t nothin´ like DeJ Loaf, please don´t try me I ain´t nothin´ like DeJ Loaf, please don´t try me
[FN DaDealer] Jumped off the porch into the streets just like a G Rubber bands up in my pants, that´s why my pockets deep We been pushin´ P, talkin´ ´bout exotic weed I won´t sell ´em high ´cause I can get ´em for the cheap I just keep havin´ these dreams, they tryna kill me in my sleep I spent thousands on these jeans, okay I keep pourin´ up this lean, I´m probably pissin´ pure codeine
My cup dirty, but I´m clean, okay
[Rylo Rodriguez] If you come in this hood and you ain´t with me, you probably get robbed Pull some money out the bank just for some lean, I was havin´ withdrawals With a model, she ain´t touch her plate on a date, on purpose, she starvin´ (Ain´t nobody rat on you), why the fuck you bringin´ up bodies in songs you recording? ´Nother strike, can´t make a home run, he ain´t safe, he need a handout That´s your shooter, he ain´t hit shit, nigga had a switch, y´all oughta branch off Know hood bitches still closed just like the stores, but it got a cheaper dinner I was stylin´, was a booster, most our clothes still had the beepers in ´em
I´m in the hood by the church, granny said no speakin´ when the deacon enter But we stay and he drive forty minutes home when he done preachin´ in it Had to cut you off, they say you chose, you took the stand and point your finger Still let him know I don´t hate you, bitch, I´m disappointed in you We jumped off the porch into the streets just like a G Rubber bands inside my pants, that´s why my pockets deep A thousand in a week, I´m talkin´ exotic weed And I won´t sell ´em high ´cause I can get ´em for the cheap
[FN DaDealer] Jumped off the porch into the streets just like a G
Rubber bands up in my pants, that´s why my pockets deep We been pushin´ P, talkin´ ´bout exotic weed I won´t sell ´em high ´cause I can get ´em for the cheap I just keep havin´ these dreams, they tryna kill me in my sleep I spent thousands on these jeans, okay I keep pourin´ up this lean, I´m probably pissin´ pure codeine My cup dirty, but I´m clean, okay