4MEEXH Lyrics

These niggas on my nuts, I remember niggas doubting me

These niggas really want me to lose, that shit odd to me

I don't take a lot of L's, I be thinking I got God with me

Stacks full of blues, cause my bro said he don't like fifties

Whole gang need the white sticks, look like Rice Krispies

If I get the whites, I might have to put some ice in it

Brown lenses off the white like I spilled some spice in it

Or I can do the black tint with the whip tinted

I know everything that come with it, but I ain't scared to risk

All the shit that I done been through, you'd be so scared of this

Every hood that I done been in, it be something scandalous

Feds always watching niggas, they be like an analyst

Niggas really ain't hip, I been living in the jungle

These niggas ain't prepared, I cut these niggas out my circle

I be throwing up the L's for all the times that we struggle

I just do this shit for meexh for all the times that we hustled

Fake niggas all around me, I keep niggas out the bubble

All these snakes in the grass, so it's really hard to trust you

If you didn't wanna see a nigga win, then it's fuck you

I'ma get all the shit I had again and make it double

One thing about me, I'ma find a way to get a ticket

Thru all the pain that I feel, and all the times I feel like quitting

All these niggas in the way, but it ain't never made a difference

Man, these niggas, they ain't nothing, they just do it for image

Bragging about the PUA, I told niggas that's a scrimmage

If you have some common sense, then everybody's supposed to get it

When we talk about the greats, all my niggas getting mentioned

I know I'm gonna be great, cause my palm keep on itching

What did Meech say? He said, get some fucking money

If you ain't getting to the pape, then this shit can get ugly

I told these niggas, keep a roll on them, better trust me

In the last year, the shit that niggas did, it disgust me

If we ain't talking racks, then what the fuck is we discussing

They be talking about some bullshit, man, these niggas ain't on nothing

I be cutting niggas off, cause I be tired of all that dumb shit

They don't talk about no pape, they always talking about that one bitch

Everything I got, I went and got, cause I want it

Bluestrips getting stuck, got the chicken looking boneless

Hit my line up about a whip and call my phone, and then we on it

Where the fuck was you when I was thugging by my Lonesome