TELLIN' ft. Habway YL Lyrics

Mhm

I gotta keep my distance, heard these niggas tellin'

Brodie got a blicky, he convicted felon

Slid on the opps, fuck the cops, we aim at his melon

I heard he miss his brother, we sent him to heaven

I just be talkin', nobody be listenin'

Two chains on, they told me I'm glistenin'

They told me I'm chosen

But I wanna be higher, it's what I envisioned

I ride with a thirty it's packed up

Pull it out, no need for back up

When I walk in the room, better back up

Tryna shoot me a film, act up

He got cheese on his head, no Packer

AMG on the Benz, it's faster

Does that bitch love me, never ask her

Stop tryna be tough, see a pastor

I just been on the road, steady riding through rain

She tryna get money, not worried 'bout fame

Ok cool, 'cause I been the same

Gettin' this money, split it with my gang

Two hundred shots, he think it's a game

Now his brother not here and he feelin' the pain

Been on the money train, just tryna gain

He be in my section, he just tryna hang

No cap, I don't fuck with nobody

Got a bitch on my arm, your hoe probably

Chopstick, it'll harm your whole body

I can't see my brother, that shit hurt my heart

So, I'm riding with metal like pushin' a cart

I just did me, it pushed us apart

Like I said, I been real from the mothafuckin' start

Been way too real

We spin, no wheel

They don't know how I feel

All this pain can't heal

I gotta keep my distance, heard these niggas tellin'

Brodie got a blicky, he convicted felon

Slid on the opps, fuck the cops, we aim at his melon

I heard he miss his brother, we sent him to heaven

I just be talkin', nobody be listenin'

Two chains on, they told me I'm glistenin'

They told me I'm chosen

But I wanna be higher, it's what I envisioned

I ride with a thirty it's packed up

Pull it out, no need for back up

When I walk in the room, better back up

Tryna shoot me a film, act up

Keep that clip like a movie

Seen bad bitches, turnt to groupies

You fuckin' with the rats, you goofy

You don't know that boy, he actually shootin'

She like when I rub her booty

It's a ride, told gang let's do it

From the O, to the A

He tryna grip on the K

You gotta watch who you chase that bag with, they'll slime you out it

And I'm tryna fuck right now, to your body out these Chanel

And we had to ride to North Carolina, you know we ain't slide without it

OG told me keep that shit on your hip, 'cause you might die without it

I think about my dead homies, when I get high

I think about new fuckin' raps when I get

Like you done really gave my brother all that time

Purple Gelato, imma roll it to the sky

I gotta keep my distance, heard these niggas tellin'

Brodie got a blicky, he convicted felon

Slid on the opps, fuck the cops, we aim at his melon

I heard he miss his brother, we sent him to heaven

I just be talkin', nobody be listenin'

Two chains on, they told me I'm glistenin'

They told me I'm chosen

But I wanna be higher, it's what I envisioned

I ride with a thirty it's packed up

Pull it out, no need for back up

When I walk in the room, better back up

Tryna shoot me a film, act up