Tied to my hand Lyrics

I got the sauce

It's in my wok

I got the rock

Just like Dwight

Name the last time you made a damn sacrifice

I got too many lights I be shining at night

But hey

You ain't never seen me right

Got too many stripes paranoid, alright

Or maybe it's the fact im alone at night

Took too many steps and not too many right

Yo' bitch hit me up what you doing at night

I'm feeding my Js bird fly like a kite

I'm a handyman bitch got a pipe with a light

I got too many stripes I got blood on my Nikes

But hey

Hey

You nowhere in sight, nowhere in sight

It was all just a test

Just to prove me right

Like bitch couldn't even use me like oh no no I'm way too woke

Can't afford to lose me

Go get a job you lazy hoe

Cause you way too broke

It's kind of funny

I catch a clown and I'm making him float

Should've just listened to mama

Don't get in that water little baby just stay in that boat

I'm really just fresh out on bond they hit me with Mandel

They want him dead they want his head they want the intel

I just do drugs

I ain't no thug

I don't know cartels

You Lie to my face but you wasting your breathe because you really knew damn well

Like, how could you do this to me

Look at the shit I done did for you

Only 16 we slid the coupe boy you should've knew it was good to be true

Pops said chill, they on your ass

Fuck that little bag cause your ass fixing to crash

Focus on music and then you can brag

Can't let the street go seem tied to my hand

Can't let the street go seem tied to my hand

Got a block chain on me need to get out the land

Want to be the man better come with a plan

Better stay solid when you get in that jam

Dub team group, L go to U

She slurp the dick like its alphabet soup

I might catch me a flight I might go to Cancun

I ain't playing no games cause it's me or you

Glock with a beam in my Ralph Lauren boots

Glock with a beam in my Ralph Lauren boots

I'm stepping in my AF 1's got J's up at the corner store

Like RIP to J street he died right from an overdose

Say he lead deficient, so he gave him a good dose of those

I heard that he a tattletale they turn him into do-si-do

You phony bro

All that shit be green like what you mean bro I just peep shit

I can be bully but that aint my role I keep a pole im on defense

I can tell you what I seen bitch

But I don't just like to repeat shit

It can get ugly as calm as I seem

Please just give me reason

All cool but if you want that route it's on you

Just stay in your lane it will drive you insane

Cause my demons will come back and haunt you

Like kung fu

Off white like designer no panda

Fresh out the slammer he boom off of man 'dem

He tote a designer and it do you damage