No relation bitch I'm all about a
In the streets ain't no beef bitch I'm chillin'

Lately I been stuck up in my feelings
In the the streets ain't no beef bitch I'm chillin'
Couple things happen, ion speak on
Like how this pussy nigga breathing he could be gone

Anybody talk tough we gon get em
If a nigga cross the line we gon drill em
Tens Gs off of Ps bitch I been on
Couple Gs in my jeans what I spend on

No relation bitch I'm all about a payment
Stitch lip till the grave I can't say shit
You ain't ready for the streets get off the pavemnt
You ain't do what you speak what you sayin'

How you gon hate on me but you did wrong
Feds lurking', niggas talkin' I can't move wrong
Couple cases, why you out here makin' statements?
Day ones folding for me contemplating

How you talkin' like you solid but you hella bent?
Conversations with god that shit was heaven sent
I could pull up take your life for the hell of it
I can't fuck with a hoe, celibate

Fast money but I had to slow down
Niggas talkin' got the feds in my house
Lately I been stuck up in the grind
Ain't no time for these suckas tryna block my shine

Lately I been stuck up in my feelings
In the the streets ain't no beef bitch I'm chillin'
Couple things happen, ion speak on
Like how this pussy nigga breathing he could be gone

Anybody talk tough we gon get em
If a nigga cross the line we gon drill em
Tens Gs off of Ps bitch I been on
Couple Gs in my jeans what I spend on

Get it right give a fuck if I'm left out
Shout out Muk gettin' bucks off a touchdown
Keep it solid how we rockin' cause its fuck clowns
Give a fuck what you say because I'm up now

You the type to fold up in a jam
How you a man but can't feed the fam?
Broke boy pay no mind what you sayin'
Go dumb he get slump like xan

Apple pressure to they neck bet they fold
I heard the feds did a sweep and you told
Why they talkin' all that shit like they know
Keep it G gotta stick to the code

Had to go get bands for a rainy day
It was small twenty two's now its AK's
Broke boy what you know about a pay day
I don't really want the pussy I just want the face

Lately I been stuck up in my feelings
In the the streets ain't no beef bitch I'm chillin'
Couple things happen, ion speak on
Like how this pussy nigga breathing he could be gone

Anybody talk tough we gon get em
If a nigga cross the line we gon drill em
Tens Gs off of Ps bitch I been on
Couple Gs in my jeans what I spend on

Get it right give a fuck if I'm left out
Shout out Muk gettin' bucks off a touchdown
Keep it solid how we rockin' cause its fuck clowns
Give a fuck what you say because I'm up now

You the type to fold up in a jam
How you a man but can't feed the fam?
Broke boy pay no mind what you sayin'
Go dumb he get slump like xan

Apple pressure to they neck bet they fold
I heard the feds did a sweep and you told
Why they talkin' all that shit like they know
Keep it G gotta stick to the code

Had to go get bands for a rainy day
It was small twenty two's now its AK's
Broke boy what you know about a pay day
I don't really want the pussy I just want the face