9:22 PM Lyrics

I swear I done see a lot of shit in my life why I ain’t dead yet

Can’t believe I said that I remember being in bed rest

You can’t expect loyalty from niggas you ain’t bleed wit

That always need shit them niggas is just feins bitch

Used to fuck wit niggas til then motherfuckers bailed on me

Thought they was shell homies but niggas wanted to tell on me

See that’s the reason why I roll by my fuckin self

Don’t need no fucking help, these niggas is tryna cut ya wealth

Wtf is goin on why everybody pocket siding

You ain’t pocket widing, you niggas is just pocket riding

& I remember days I used to run behind the OG’s now free BG

For that half a brick in the scooter seat

& I put this on my son or you can put one in my brain

When I copped that mustang some niggas said that I changed

Niggas ain’t fwm before so ion owe you shit

Niggas you’s a bitch I got more straps that the lunitics

Never been a bitch boy never been a bitch boy

I put that on them bullets that I’m loading in them sticks boy

Niggas rappin bout choppas but they ain’t never shot shit

Pop shit pull up on the ops & they like ahh shit