Makaveli Lyrics

Ok, I got some shit that I need to address

For starters don't be acting big in my DM, we already know you won't drop the address

Secondly, I don't need weaponry, these hands especially good if I'm needin' you slept

Ain' no mo' kick it tickets for you wicked bitches or you niggas, I'm good by myself

I have every right to get all disrespectful, but I won't

G lock like Georgie, if I send you underground you finna float

I got weight behind my name, so all that bullshit I won't post

You say it's smoke but won't drop l, I won't respond 'cuz you's a joke

Hardbody like a beetle, hits just like The Beatles

Lindsay know I'm high as fuck when I'm under the needle

They talk pressure, but on everything, it's sum' I never see

I done died n came back - Makaveli's who I be

Imma always feel I'm broke until I'm up a hunnid bands

Niggas laugh 'cuz Ion flex no bread, you's a funny man

I was dyin' onnat couch, they took my wallet out my pants

If I see you while it's on me, you gon' do the running man

Bitch I thought you was my mans

That's the last time I'll trust again

If I buck and you don't drop then best believe I'll buck again

My old bitch tryna be cool, I know she just wan' fuck again

I got my weed and I got my bitch, I don't need no mo' fuckin' friends

LilD snitched for bottled water and them donuts with the glazing

They put 10 on Key's reward, still ain' no snitchin', ain' it crazy

My whole city ass backwards, you in jail or you too lazy

They done killed all of the real, the rest of y'all know y'all fugazi

Druss, Kaleek and Jaylon won't pull 'round til I up paper first

But If O'm broke then y'all ain' feds, gon head pull out that paperwork

My bitch suck morning wood up in the car so I ain' late for work

For $250, I got gas or I can lay a verse

I'm about my bread, be on a crumb if you gon' loaf

I ain' have no problems with 'em 'til them dumbass niggas spoke

I ain' into that, they seen me wreckin shit without a pole

But since they internet, might just Lyft this bitch and gettem poked

Niggas thought that shit was sweet with me because my overdose

All them posts you niggas made was cool

Don't get killed over those

Duckin' off and countin' money

Y'all gon' think I'm goin' ghost

I been good at stayin' low, you niggas good at blowin' smoke