For Me (feat. Tray8) E

Trey. What up, gang? Yeah, talk to 'em. Aight. Them niggas been sayin' they gang and all That shit, right? Man, niggas not fuckin' me, don't Play really don't this and that for the gang, Right? You know they gon' tell. But them niggas, yeah. My niggas real steppers, they been ten toes down Since the beginning of this shit. That gang got trust. Yeah, turn up. Yeah. We ain't gon' play with you, homie. Aight, let's go. 'em up. It be the last for me They say they Gon' ride for me They flex on the 'Gram And talk on the book But then they go Hide from me Ain't switchin' no sides for me Just stack it up high for me Keep flippin' Them pies for me They bustin' that fire for Me they gon' ride for me But won't even bust on fire It be the Last for me I keep a.45 with me (Keep a .45 with me) Buckle on the Side of the Street I'ma let the chopper hang out the window Take fire with me Nigga just drive for me I been wipin' shells down, loadin' 'em up since I was knee-high Kept a lil'.38, Front pocket my Levi's Hoppin' out, Hittin' shit Hit stick, hit stick I ain't GM shit I Ain't gon' miss shit It be the fire for me Told O if he catch a body Shoot out His tires for Once I pull up, I'ma up two of 'em Ain't no survivin' me tips in the clip, Put it on Crip I like to smile today And I be around some Bs That knock It Be the last for me They say they gon' Ride for me They flex on the 'Gram and Talk on the book But then they go hide From me Ain't switchin' no sides for me Just Stack it up high for me Keep flippin' them Pies for me They bustin' that fire for me Money go on the side of me It be The cry for me You say you a stepper It's a lil' teardrop under the eye for me Never been no sides for me Big nigga like Bruce Bruce Seen the deuce-deuce, open 'em wide for Me Now swallow your pride for me This what You gon' buy for me She just broke a Fuck nigga Hopped on a first class, then fly To me Kick this bitch in first gear right Behind Trey Ayy, he guidin' me Pullin' up on South Ave with Oski Some Blood niggas gon' die For me Some 6-0 niggas gon' slide for me I'm everything that you try to be Even with The GDs, you niggas know it's mob ties for Me What that is? Twist your fingers up You Gotta throw it in the sky for me And I'm fuckin' these bands up I know the bank Teller tired of me The plug had a surprise For me Gang, gang It be the last for Me They say they gon' ride for me They Flex on the 'Gram and talk on the book But then they go hide from me Ain't switchin' No sides for me Just stack it up high For me Keep flippin' them pies for me They Bustin' that fire for me Yeah, nigga Y'all know how we steppin', Nigga Fuck you hollerin' 'bout, nigga? Y'all better check that scoreboard, nigga Yeah, Doe Boy Hilton really up, nigga Check the score If I beat one more, that make me three And O, O You better tell niggas how I'm Ridin' Fuck, you better tell 'em how I'm steppin' Ayy, Trey, you better tell 'em how I keep it Quiet, my nigga Yeah, it be the last for Me Yeah Yeah