FWM ft. BM Khaled Lyrics

These niggas can't fuck with me even if they tried

You gotta be down from the jump cause ain't no switching sides

Seen a bitch show off her nigga I was fucking whole time

I ain't never hated on no man just to get some money

I ain't never mention no names just to hit some pussy

I get up on em' do em' close range just to see the blood

I wish a nigga would try he got the right one

Bringing up old shit you did boy that shit lame

I ain't speaking on no tension niggas won't do a thing

Tunnel vision on the money boy get out my lane

Any nigga threw over here he got blast at

I was down back then they used to laugh at me

I remember pinching zips nigga just tryna shine

I remember all them drills we did just tryna stunt

I remember every bitch that fronted they gettin fucked

I remember all the shit we did just getting drunk

Free my nigga out the cell I know that time slow

Free my nigga out the cell I know he getting home

Gotta lotta money on bail if you get one

We ain't never stressing shit nigga get it done

I got shootas doing time they ain't coming home in no time

Nobody to pay the lawyer I had to do it on my own

Im staying at her home I'm trappin off the mobile phone

Stack it and I get it I been grinding since a jit

If I stay down then I might get rich

Paid in full I feel like Mitch

Off the perkys I might itch

At Emerson I brought the sticks

These ain't Terrell Owens shoes but these is Ricks

Need a thirty kit from Hutch but he dead

Backwood stuffed this aint no dutch

I got my dope from the D its probably some Runtz

Don't let me pull this forty three

Glock he got' run

He keep on talking he broke he probably need something

Rocking Ksubi jeans I'm waiting for the weed to come

Waiting for the lean to come

Eating cake I ain't waiting for lunch

She said he broke and he a bum

Getting high im chilling in the shade rocking Chrome Heart shades

Oskie brought the Glock and I brought us a drum

Highed up I keep on rolling blunts

Keep on spending keep on buying stuff

Plug keep wanting me to Re-up

I told her I can't trust her I might leave her

I can get the pounds for a low number

I need workers and I need some runners

I got white clientele I call em the tuckers