Only got some brothers I ain’t got no friends
Fuck those who got dropped I’m past making amends
They could die, I can’t lie
Never switching sides
I rolled the dice, who gon ride
Never switched on mine
They ain’t like me
White ones big blunts bust out with my white tee
High dreams white screens They could never wipe me
I was really working on this shit while they was selling pipe dreams
Maybe writing all my wrongs will turn me to the right me
That shit unlikely
Walking in gods name but these lil’ demons steady fight me
If you don’t like me bite me
I might just bite back,
Ain’t really like that
But fuck it cause these thoughts that I been having-


I tell ‘em
Run run run , I just can’t let ‘em slide
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick a side
Run run run, I think he fled to hide
Woah woah woah, I think we well supplied
Run run run , I just can’t let him slide
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick a side
Run run run, I think he fled to hide
Woah woah woah, I hear them angels cry


I couldn’t even give a fuck even if I was paid too
Here the fuck the game too
They ain’t even gon know what tf just had came through
They done fucked up got my aim too
Man it’s Junya B , who gon fuck with me
They just mad cause they don’t have the guts to be they wanna be
I don’t give no love to those who don’t show no loving to me
If they tryna get active I’ll just catch them up to speed
H-Town golden boy
Flow too cold it will leave you looking like young odens boy
Too quick to fold them boys
Man I Already told them boys
Quit playing
What you saying
Leave him dead asleep
Man I’m burning wood they burning time
I’m steady off that green
Steady riding round
Always stood my ground
Went from smoking ounces now I’m wanting fucking pounds
Love to pack it up
Same thing that I do with all these rappers and 1 hit just ain’t enough
Look


I tell ‘em
Run run run , I just can’t let them slide
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick a side
Run run run, I think he fled to hide
Woah woah woah, I think we well supplied
Run run run , I just can’t let him slide
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick a side
Run run run, I think he fled to hide
Woah woah woah, I think we well supplied


Started in the H, moved out to the land, then had went up the road cause momma said school in my plans
Options in my hand, by rules not how I ran
I’m a rebel where and wherever I could ever really stand
I love it in the O but I got big dreams so the H back where I’ll go
Aspirations they couldn’t even think of I wanted more than goats
Bars be holding so much weight they bound to sink they boat Or they might do it to themselves and crash like the wave that they rode
Run around with sticks and bricks these bitches think they Pablo
Never run from someone but ran around my probs tho
Momma keeps on asking questions At this point only god knows
Still at ease cause stacking money is really all that I known