Hit up shammah for some beats Lyrics

Stressing so gone I hit shammah for beats

Chrispy said he like that vent shit just trynna keep peace

Mind ova matter

I don't need them

Bitch I'm wat the need

I be doing what I could fa my folk

Loyalty

Give my shirt off my back

Real nicca bitch I bleed it

I'm a ear fa everybody but who I answer when I need em

Ian tripN onat shit but I jus wanna know the reason

I been in swerving in my own lane

Im crashing out this season

And as soon as I hit a 100

Fill my bitch up wit my fetus

I been praying cause ion my want chern dealing with my demons

Seen that shit in 4k

They gone love ya then they leave ya

Seen that shit in 4k

They getN hateN when they can't see ya

ShitN on em every chance I get

My stomach caught a fit

I been eatN all these beats

I dropped and fuck around n got rich

My mama had faith

Shid my sister nem got got faith

Scott believed In me

Told em I'm making sure we all straight

Put my all these raps

I'll give my all fa this shit

Since I could remember we was taking risk I'm tired of that shit

Free venn

Free red

Free Jody

Out that back

Stressed riding ina V getN head under tint

Ouuuu shid I got fed up

Ain't been hungry since

The feds on trail

No blick gotta switch

I been trapping out these clothes

Been sellin verses like they Vicks

put my back up ina corner started swinging and ain't miss

Trap phone ring clothes jumpN out the gym

I been hearing my song playing outta everybody whip

Guess they got the memo like I done put it on a blimp

Every year say this go be the year

But bitch this the year

When some people go hard it's a faze

La rog double F

Black forces fa a year straight done taught me how to step

Ya think I paid a campaign

I jus been on my shit

Idk y kept changing paths like rapping not my ticket

Rog not playin

Tf you think I'm playin fa

Ouu he changed up

Ion want be round them same niccas

If you fam then you knowing that this shit here forever

And that I'm still out this bitch big racks getting

skrilla

And I'm still big Glock toating feeling like a menace

Them boys pray to lids

It's Like Cappin they religion

broke and stuck up in they ways

50 and still ain't start living

Feel like bmf meech ima die to make a difference

Sob story what they give like I'm finna show em pitty

Ain't have a bad days in 3 years in round this bitch doing the griddy

Who on ? My niccas whole team up half a ticket

In traffic fresh and reckless

Whole team got the blick my

I booked a flight to Cali

Had a listening party

aca pulled up ona kid

Me a niyko shot a move

16 floors up

34 more get

Had shorty mind gone

Black trucked pulled up on me

And shid I did it just because

We already had 3 foreigns

Well shid I did it for the hood cause they don't leave that bitch to often

I got rich off that pain

Niccas outchea started talkin

Chawa wa

Yorkie ass niccas

Ain't good for shit but all that barking

ShitN on em every chance I get

My stomach caught a fit

I been eatN all these beats

I dropped and fuck around n got rich

My mama had faith

Shid my sister nem got got faith

Scott believed In me

Told em I'm making sure we all straight