Intro Lyrics

I got court in like six days, feel like my best days, my worst days

Been on my last for a lil' minute, like how I get here in the first place

We on they ass for that lil' paper, we gon' do his ass the worst way

Oh yeah, play a role, you get your load up, yeah dawg, got my gang on my shoulders

No cap, she gon' fuck me for this motion, she gon' get in there, watch these hunnids

keep on rollin'

Know how it feel to be on my damn own, I can't lie that shit there hurt

I had people put me last when I deserved to be in first

Oh man, I changed my ways, some of my brothers living worse

Early morning I catch plays and I thank God I ain't in that dirt

Bank boy shit, this shit going on like right now

Pop out big old 40, tap that switch, we cut his lights out

Lil' ma think I'm tipping, fuck me right and you gon' find out

His block is a ghost town, we slid through every hideout

Oh yeah, fuck these hoes, you gotta focus on your motion

Even when shit slow up, gotta keep that ball rollin'

I been on some more shit, she say you ain't focused

I say ho, you trippin', you just worried bout the wrong shit

Touched a dub and ain't feel shit, copped a coupe and ain't feel shit either

For lil saint, I'll do my time and I won't go out like no bitch either

I learned this shit on my own, I barely fuck with people

Won't think twice I put my brothers on, this shit was small, now it's large nigga

Run them bands up on my own, I don't owe these niggas nothing

He went big on me, that's cap, me and brother on to something

Got this bad bitch in my lap, I might let her hold my gun

I go broke then I relapse, without that money you ain't nothing

Might take him down, boy I can do this shit like all day

I handle her problems, know my money good like all state

Niggas act like bitches, my hoes say I'm in my dog ways

We had took that charge together, I make sure we all straight

I'm going hard this for Lil' saint, when I was young we ain't have it easy

This is who I am, make sure I ate but never greedy

Remix a check, ain't talking scam, but you still might catch me scheming

You hear me coming, you can't run, hunnid shots up in this demon

Hollow tips gon' dunk on him, we leave him on that court bleeding

My shooter aiming at the rim, he be waiting for a reason

He be waiting for a reason, if I go broke it's robbing season

They see me knocking at that door, they let me in, then I'm not leaving