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{intro: vonoff1700}
Who me? yall 'flaudgin' (keep that shit lowkey, tay)
Long live my niggas
(bomine did this)
{verse 1: vonoff1700}
I'ma start this bitch like this, you play with me and end up dead (you know that)
Long live kevin, that boy took one to the head (you know that)
If it's up there then it's stuck there, boy, i said what i said (bitch)
I'm forever chasin' pape', i don't barely see my bed
Switches in these srts, if we get caught, we goin' fed (nigga)
Forever scared, so i'm forever takin' meds
We don't do no leg shots, lil' boy, we aimin' at your head
I told my shooter go and spin and don't come back until he dead
I ain't gon' lie, the opps some bitches, they ain't did shit to me
I can still talk my shit, man, turn it off, i don't need the beat
I spent two hundred on my shirt and spent a thousand on my sneaks
This street shit ain't no joke, you ain't gon' make it if you weak
Since opp 'nem wanna hide, it's okay, we just gon' seek
Niggas' name in that paperwork, that ain't my cup of tea (tea, nigga)
Do lil' von don't use his gun? test your luck and we gon' see
Free lil' famous and mc, i'ma scream it 'til they free
She got good pussy and she paid, shit, i guess she pushin' p
Seein' them blood stains on the ground, that's what turn you to a beast
When they took sb, that's when the murder rate increased (know that)
They hit the lights, i hit the gas, i ain't got time for no police
Through all them long nights and that pain, this what i turned out to be (yep, yep)
We lost two niggas one summer, it'll never be no peace
The shit that hit the hardest be the shit you expect the least
We posted on that one, now check the block, then we gon' flee (nigga)
We take everything to trial, fuck i look like copin' plea? (dumb ass)
In my hood they can't backdoor me, nigga, why? 'cause i'm the key
He say he want me dead, when we bump heads, then we gon' see
They say, "von, what's your problem?" bitch, i'm cool, just let me be
{verse 2: sbgbrick}
I don't really speak for niggas, i don't say too much myself
I'm a skinny nigga, but you can't see this .40 on my belt
I got lil' sisters and lil' brothers who bankin' on my wealth
I got niggas hatin', plottin', pocket watchin', wishin' death
I got ps comin' in, prices low like a yard sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I heard that nigga hard headed, knock me out his hard shell
Had a sitdown in the county, now i'm plugged with cartels
Still ain't bought a watch, ain't seen't a opp, but i know time tells
Lil three asked me, am i down to slide, yeah (yeah)
They took one of yours, took one of mines, let's give 'em hell
When we suit up, handle business, look like we just came from yale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas sellin' fake shit and be mad they can't make a sale
I go ape shit, put me in the cage, bet i prevail
I don't weight lift, .40 pop a nigga, leave him stale (yeah)
We lost three faces like back to back, we can't take no more ls
Niggas say they this and that, but then they turn around and tell (nigga)
{outro: sbgbrick}
How you turn around and tell, nigga?
Niggas not valid in this shit, man
You better drill with your brother if you drill with anybody, man, niggas'll squeal, for real
(keep that shit lowkey, tay)
{intro: vonoff1700}
Who me? yall 'flaudgin' (keep that shit lowkey, tay)
Long live my niggas
(bomine did this)
{verse 1: vonoff1700}
I'ma start this bitch like this, you play with me and end up dead (you know that)
Long live kevin, that boy took one to the head (you know that)
If it's up there then it's stuck there, boy, i said what i said (bitch)
I'm forever chasin' pape', i don't barely see my bed
Switches in these srts, if we get caught, we goin' fed (nigga)
Forever scared, so i'm forever takin' meds
We don't do no leg shots, lil' boy, we aimin' at your head
I told my shooter go and spin and don't come back until he dead
I ain't gon' lie, the opps some bitches, they ain't did shit to me
I can still talk my shit, man, turn it off, i don't need the beat
I spent two hundred on my shirt and spent a thousand on my sneaks
This street shit ain't no joke, you ain't gon' make it if you weak
Since opp 'nem wanna hide, it's okay, we just gon' seek
Niggas' name in that paperwork, that ain't my cup of tea (tea, nigga)
Do lil' von don't use his gun? test your luck and we gon' see
Free lil' famous and mc, i'ma scream it 'til they free
She got good pussy and she paid, shit, i guess she pushin' p
Seein' them blood stains on the ground, that's what turn you to a beast
When they took sb, that's when the murder rate increased (know that)
They hit the lights, i hit the gas, i ain't got time for no police
Through all them long nights and that pain, this what i turned out to be (yep, yep)
We lost two niggas one summer, it'll never be no peace
The shit that hit the hardest be the shit you expect the least
We posted on that one, now check the block, then we gon' flee (nigga)
We take everything to trial, fuck i look like copin' plea? (dumb ass)
In my hood they can't backdoor me, nigga, why? 'cause i'm the key
He say he want me dead, when we bump heads, then we gon' see
They say, "von, what's your problem?" bitch, i'm cool, just let me be
{verse 2: sbgbrick}
I don't really speak for niggas, i don't say too much myself
I'm a skinny nigga, but you can't see this .40 on my belt
I got lil' sisters and lil' brothers who bankin' on my wealth
I got niggas hatin', plottin', pocket watchin', wishin' death
I got ps comin' in, prices low like a yard sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I heard that nigga hard headed, knock me out his hard shell
Had a sitdown in the county, now i'm plugged with cartels
Still ain't bought a watch, ain't seen't a opp, but i know time tells
Lil three asked me, am i down to slide, yeah (yeah)
They took one of yours, took one of mines, let's give 'em hell
When we suit up, handle business, look like we just came from yale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas sellin' fake shit and be mad they can't make a sale
I go ape shit, put me in the cage, bet i prevail
I don't weight lift, .40 pop a nigga, leave him stale (yeah)
We lost three faces like back to back, we can't take no more ls
Niggas say they this and that, but then they turn around and tell (nigga)
{outro: sbgbrick}
How you turn around and tell, nigga?
Niggas not valid in this shit, man
You better drill with your brother if you drill with anybody, man, niggas'll squeal, for real
(keep that shit lowkey, tay)
