Pros & Cons Lyrics

(Heh, heh)

(Yeah)

(Aye, yo, man)

(Bruh, I'm bout to hop on this muhfucka)

(Let these niggas know like, nigga, you ain't really like that, nigga)

(Like, like you ain't really doing shit)

(Like, I do this shit, to kill your shit, to make your shit, like bullshit)

Yeah

Go to the bank and we withdraw some hunnids

Go to the school with a whole lotta money

Niggas be sweet and be thinking shit funny

These niggas ain't thuggin', these niggas be running

I'm in that shit where a nigga be stuntin' (skir skir)

I got that blower, that moufucka coming

Stacking this shit like a NBA player

I dunk in this bit, feeling like Andre Drummond

You wanna do it? Let's do it, lil' baby

You gotta clutch 'foe you shoot it, lil' baby

I pull up on her, went stupid, lil' baby

You would think her ass a groupie, lil' baby

I'm getting turnt to the music, lil' baby

Ain't nothing fake, bitch, I prove it, lil' baby

I know who I am and I know who I be (Yeah)

So I don't worry bout if I'm losing, lil' baby

It's pros and cons to this shit (Yeah)

Fuck it, man, I'm tryna ball in this bitch

Get it in, I paid the cost in this bitch (Yeah)

Realer than all of the bosses and shit

Money man

Don't have no discussions for any young niggas

Who ain't really talking bout shit (Who ain't really talking bout)

I got my young niggas all on my team

And they locked in and ready for all of this shit (They locked in and ready)

Yeah

It's pros and cons to this shit

Fuck it, man, I'm tryna ball in this bitch

Get it in, I paid the cost in this bitch

Realer than all of the bosses and shit

Money man

Don't have no discussions for any young niggas

Who ain't really talking bout shit (Who ain't really talking bout shit)

I got my young niggas all on my team

And they locked in and ready for all of this shit (Who locked in and ready)

Yeah

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

Yeah

Chicago, I'm repping, Atlanta, I stay at

I'm on a new chapter, I open the curtains (Damn)

The price on yo' head is the shit you can't payback

I'm on your head top and you might need a surgeon (Damn)

My shit is authentic, I'm "Dmix Will Made That"

I cook on the beat, then I serve it, then murk it (Yeah)

A 17 legend, I'm feeling like Nadexe

You claim you the shit and your future uncertain (Yeah)

I open a journal to talk to bout my problems

I lay down a verse and they think it's a sermon (Woah)

I'm getting blue hunnids, and trapping gold diggers

Put dots on my euros, I'm living off germans (Woah)

I'm working for millions, she working for purses

You ask her to pay and she say "out of service" (Wow)

I'm king at this rapping, I kill all these verses

Like John 21, in the Bible, have mercy (Let's go)

I'm out of them stages, I turn to a fetus (Yeah)

On something way bigger, I'm feeling like Jesus (Yeah)

I found the solutions, they call me a genius (Yeah)

You claim you a killer, that's not a good thesis (Yeah)

I'm dissing my friends and I don't got a reason (Yeah)

Cause friends isn't friends if they leave your mind beaten (Yeah)

I think that shit real and I think that shit true (Yeah)

So don't come with them problems, you moufuckin' cretins (Yeah)

It's pros and cons to this shit (Yeah)

Fuck it, man, I'm tryna ball in this bitch

Get it in, I paid the cost in this bitch (Yeah)

Realer than all of the bosses and shit

Money man

Don't have no discussions for any young niggas

Who ain't really talking bout shit (Who ain't really talking bout)

I got my young niggas all on my team

And they locked in and ready for all of this shit (They locked in and ready)

Yeah

It's pros and cons to this shit

Fuck it, man, I'm tryna ball in this bitch

Get it in, I paid the cost in this bitch

Realer than all of the bosses and shit

Money man

Don't have no discussions for any young niggas

Who ain't really talking bout shit (Who ain't really talking bout shit)

I got my young niggas all on my team

And they locked in and ready for all of this shit (Who locked in and ready)

Yeah