Tropics Lyrics

Lately been looking back how I was living

Ain't nun perfect im just being honest

Wish I could switch up the cards out they hands

Cause Ian been to the beach or the tropics

Playing my hand through the rain

And storm

Tell em its 80 and sunny I got it

Never the type to go naggin

And whinin

Trynna stay me and I'm trynna stay Modest

My nigga Pooda had went through the most

We blood brothers

And he won't talk about it

We used to hang out

Like Niggas in lobbies

Stacking our bread

Like a hoe catching bodies

Spitting out pain in the booth like I'm mozzy

Put down the dream of Supreme and Versace

Lookout for my cousins while stealing them cars

Hitting the dash in that bitch like they sonic

Vision my people up

Know that they chill with the stars

My head alway trynna rewind it

Can't put a limit on time

And my limit is fine

But why take the good people

Around me

People a say rhat they down fa me

Go buss a round fa me

Come to my back they ain't got

Thinking that I was the coolest

In school

I was smoking the shit

In that bitch was the highest

Nah I wouldn't pay attention

They wouldn't get a listen

They teaching a nigga for prices

Life been full of bad decisions

I'm just here to listen

To someone who got good advice

Been around

And back again

No I don't need a friend

I need family who gon stay for life

I had laid up in the dark

Just waiting for a spark

And Not knowing that I was light

Half the shit of the shit in this

Life is a set up

I'm just a nigga that been trynna catch up

Don't got no time

For no side she on read (Red)

Up in my phone mane i

Nickname ha ketchup

I was down bad had to learn keep my head up

Half of these niggas be fake

It's a act

Long nights I had to sleep onna mat

Losing his self but think he got control

Man that nigga just really been gone off The map

I'm just a Nigga

Put on for my people

Whatever they need ima get it

It's that

Youngin so

Fly i chill with the birds in the sky

Be pulling more eyes than a scat

Youngin so fly

Two bitches just hopped on my side

They coming in twos it's a set

Match the energy then shit it's a bet

Play with my people then

Shit a get ugly and

I'm not the type to go clean up

My mess

Made it this far from the cradle

Got bitches ion even know trynna get my Address

Who made a man of me

Guessing my og

Was built by

The shit that's around me and stress

Think she can handle me

But she can't handle

My circle

Cause they got the teks to protect

Now they can't stand a g

They see my vision

Of green to the ceiling and flashing Baguettes

Don't play with my family

I'll be a big nigga shooting from deep

You can't call me no stretch

Way that I'm rapping

Hoes think it's attractive

Man even her nigga gon spit

It like crest

Chill bleezy

Gotta show em who's best

Still easy

Like yo hoe

Was a test

Niggas wan talk about

Walk about

They don't even know where the fuck the Gon step

Thought he could do what I do

Til he hopped in my shoes and he Couldn't even do a rep

You do me wrong and I see it

Then you best believe it

I call it

Nigga no ref

I know a young nigga shooting and Moving right after he do it

Nigga no steph

Learned how to throw them hands

No help

Only the realest man don't tell

Hold up then blue bands no belt

Hold up his hoe at the hotel

How you got don't good gas

Don't smell

Said I'd be back be back in a minute

You counted to 60

Lil baby you petty as hell