Untitled Song

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Spent a long time coming up this road

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

The street slang i be speakin in code

Even shed a few tears, i traveled that road

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Im just waitin to explode and move to the next mode

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

 

All that was just me with no hope

But now I'm here face to face with you

If i got time, you got time too

That means two, between me and you

Did I really deserve all those bruise

If I can't come with you,

You didn't see me here if someone ask you