IonWork4Free 2 Lyrics

Yeah, bitch, we really, yeah, bitch, we really gangsta, ain't no dyin' with a switch

Told my brother I'd smoke him right now if he glitch

Demons dancing on my halo wake up tryna get in shit

Talm bout Houma

I'm in Waco, Texas, carvin' up a brick

I see you clutchin' on that .22, that's carbon, bet not stick

So much sand up in the air, we know the fibers, do the trick

All these hoes be on my track, but I can't let them in my mix

Stop tryin' to attach me to them dog hoes

I'm in that H so much they thinkin im a user

I be linkin' up with shooters, I be in and out the section, I abuse it

Boom, Austin, Texas, nigga, you know I'ma make a move

Finna shoot back to the boot with ammunition to feed my goonies

Talm bout

She like how I talk it like this and walk it like that

She put my hand down there and told me it's fat

I'm really from the south, these niggas don't be givin' respect

You gotta take it and don't be goin' givin' it back

Ain't doin' no cashapp round here, you gotta pay me in cash

Cause if that transaction fail and you owe me a bag

Then I owe you a casket, my nigga

I never had no time for askin', niggas

Niggas callin' me about some drama and a street

I can hear it when he breathe

If you owe me better pay the fee

You know I don't work for free

Niggas callin' me about some drama and a street

I can hear it when he breathe

If you owe me better pay the fee

You know I don't work for free

Long live my brother ya heard me

We in P Mode

Still blessed, grind life committee, big eagle, shit, you know what it is

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