LMK Lyrics

If I had that chance again I wouldn't let it go

If they was plotting on me then would you have let me know

And Imma stay killing these beats this that deadly flow

Yea

Yea

Yea

If I had that chance again, I wouldn't let it go

If they was plotting out on me then would you let me know

Yea Imma stay killing these beats this that deadly flow

And I don't care what they say about me I already know

Nah you can't hurt me with words

Or hurt me with weapons

Got my thirty by my side

And you know that I be stepping

But I was hurting for sure in my soul it was a blessing

Taught me how to pick myself back up

And bounce back from that lesson

We'll go from L's to some W's

We stepping on y'all heads

We on the Lawrence Ave East where the members getting bread

I told them don't watch me go and get you your own bag

Get that two-tone watch piece we up in Rolex popping tags

We up in Rolex popping tags

And you don't know, know, know, know

How I would put on for the bro, bros

That hoe cannot see me no more, no

That's why she all up on my Instagram liking my photos

And this new bitch on my body yea

She a five-star cause she don't got no damn bodies yet

And she ain't bougie, Fashion Nova, look good in that brand new body set

And she saying that she fuck with me but I still haven't bought it yet

If I had that chance again, I wouldn't let it go

If they was plotting out on me then would you let me know

Yea Imma stay killing these beats this that deadly flow

And I don't care what they say about me I already know

Nah you can't hurt me with words

Or hurt me with weapons

Got my thirty by my side

And you know that I be stepping

But I was hurting for sure

In my soul it was a blessing

Taught me how to pick myself back up

And bounce back from that lesson

We'll go from L's to some W's

We stepping on y'all heads

We on the Lawrence Ave East where the members getting bread

I told them don't watch me go and get you your own bag

Get that two-tone watch piece we up in Rolex popping tags

Yea

Yea

We up in Rolex popping tags

Don't fuck with my dawg that boy he crash out when he mad

Told him go get him that bag

Yea

Yea

Yea