Ain't No Breakin Even E

Ay, ay, ay. Bear on. Yeah, bitch, you wanna kick it with Who real, so what the deal is? And you can ask the opps who only rapper Do the killin'. She went broke, I had to Turn her back to a civilian. Make your feet work and all this shit is Too much chillin', ayy. And through it all, it Say I'm gangsta on my resume. I just gave a nigga twenty plus, he was In middleweight. See a foreign whip and heat it Up 'til it disintegrate. You been a fake, my Bitch be talkin' bougie like she Ella Mai. She better stay, niggas always talk, it ain't no Elevation. pulled up with the Glock, then we got Separated. If you from the other side, your whip Get decorated. If he ain't never pulled a skit, I'll probably demonstrate it. A nigga rather Question God before he try me. Why you leave your.40 at the house? My bitch a Siamese. I pull up on side Of pussy niggas, "Where y'all IDs?" Where am I? Put you on a jersey like A hypebeast. I could pump the blood out a Bitch, now she anemic. I'ma drop a hundred 'cause That's how a nigga keep it. I'ma blow the pistol out a nigga if he Reachin'. Niggas pop bro, who was heavy on the Tweakers. Shoot first, never finish last, Please believe me. Tre-5 on me, hard to tote 'cause it's beefy. He was in the streets, leave His body on the cement. Niggas really hoes, ain't no way we breakin' even. Ayy, tryna push past TSA, them niggas shooken up. His brains splattered on the floor, them niggas knew What's up. Every time I pay they ass a Visit, I be suited up. He tinted down up In the turf, now he not with us. Beat cut ten, score the opp off a free Throw. Bitch, run it up until your motherfuckin' Feet broke. I need all my paper, Bitch, and we know. He ain't never playin' with No cheese when I see broke. Man, He broke. That boy ain't playin' with no money, Yeah, he a joke. Boss at the table, send Your tape to the store. Dealin' with your life, you better not bet that Ten to four. Left, right, which way you wanna Go? Left is to the street and right is To the studio. I got one hand on my Gun, the other one writin' some notes. Goddamn, which way I'm finna go? Man. Critical condition, took a breath and closed His eyelids. Fightin' for his life, four nickel, Huh? Fight this. My life like a movie, I Remember watchin' Spy Kids. I was only big ten with two Glocks, I Was five feet. Glocky on my hip, wifebeater or A white tee. They fiendin' for the kid like Morphine in a IV. Feel like Farmers got the juice, no Hi-C. Blow an opp, askin' Guava Lees, got me Chinese. Catch me in the streets 'cause I ain't really With the internet. Try me if you want and You gon' die and I'ma stand on that. Sendin' text messages on the net, we sendin' hollows Back. Sendin' death threats into your neck, nigga, Swallow that. Baby wanna fuck, but I ain't hit 'cause she was basic. I don't got the time For a bitch or got the patience. If she ain't let me fuck, it ain't no Question if she paid me. I only hit her Once and after that, she said she hate me.