I know I may Sound Foolish
You may not understand
(Not At All)
Cats keep talking bout (ME)
Keep running they mouth about (ME)
When they don’t know nothing bout (ME)
I’ve been given a second chance, so respect the stance
You plan to go reckless, and you make reckless plans
Show respect, and we can dance, bitch ass nigga
Motherfuck you and your mans, we can do it with the hands
Fuck I need a gun for, I done fucked a lot of bitches already, so when it come to pussy, you just one more
Hit him with the 1-4, what’s that?
That’s when you knowing niggas a bitch and he still get the gun
You like what for?
Really? you want more
Come through then click click boom, click click boom, take off the front door
Brains on the wall like paint, cause I don’t need to know what it is, long as I know what it ain’t
Ain’t a fucking thing fake about me
The devil’s spent so much time ruining my life, what would the snake do without me?
Keep running your fucking mouth, we’ll see what happens to niggas that keep running they fucking mouth
Then get knocked the fuck out, nigga
Cats keep talking bout me
Keep running they mouth about me
When they don’t know nothing bout me
What they know about?
A drought made I’m still tryna get my orders out
They say they the kingpin, why they playing with my older route?
Black mini van, I’m just tryna keep the odor out
Million dollar drop, I’m stash house shopping
You know me, I got the trap back popping
They want war, until their shit get shot up
Till they get blackballed, then they run dry on product
God forgive me, I’m haunted by my sins
I ball in my sleep, they want me locked up with my friends
New Gucci frames, I put rocks around the lenses
I pull up to my show, and hop out of my Benz
You know me, OG with the work and all
Brown bag full of cash, Imma burn it all
Shopping cart full of rubber bands
Yeah I re-up when the money lands
Cats keep talking bout me
Keep running they mouth about me
When they don’t know nothing bout me
How you jealous when you made the wrong choices?
Watch the world fall apart, when I sleep I hear voices
Tryna downplay the vision, all the hate is just poison
Guess I gotta go to war, I try my best to avoid it
And competition ain’t something that I’m thinking bout
While I’m out living, doing everything I dreamed about
You need something else to speak about?
Where your work go? I pulled up, and I cleaned them out
Thousand lighters, Imma need some more bags
I heard your product just sits on the shelf and goes bad
Man someone put a pistol in his mouth
I’m tired of this clown, set fire to his house
Pillow talking with a bitch, that’s what a bitch do
I’m outside in a pandemic, making big moves
I heard you crying about the looting, I got hit too
Someone put cement in his shoes, and make him fish food
Cats keep talking bout me
Keep running they mouth about me
When they don’t know nothing bout me
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