CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Baby AR
You wasn't nowhere to be found when I was down and out
A lot of n***as called my phone just tryna come around
This n***a b*t*h always be buggin' when I'm up in town
I know n***as talkin' down when I'm not around
Keep it real, I gotta keep it two G's
Tryna make time but I been slidin' all week
Duckin' the feds, I gotta stay lowkey
When I was broke, b*t*hes ain't know sh*t
Now I pop out, do a show, they know me
And it's jack with that fire, gotta keep it on me
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
N***as wanna be me so they mad
I done came far from down bad
I got in my bag real fast
You hopped out your bag real fast
I can't cop the whip if it ain't fast
Two hundred on the dash
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
Goin' through some sh*t, mixing Perkies with the lean
Havin' withdrawals, long nights I can't sleep
It's rugged in these streets, this sh*t ain't what it seem
Cold hearted ever since they took what meant the most to me
It's family ain't no friends, stay low-key and get bands
Why would I be worried? Chop hold ten times ten
Fun and games on the 'net until I pull up where you at
Like f**k a sneak diss without an at, bro got thirty in this strap
I'm just tryna make a way for all my n***as with me
B*t*hes did me dirty, now they wish they wouldn't've did it
I started, I'ma finish, if it's funk, I'm jumping in it
F**k rap, any n***a disrespect, they gotta get it
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
A lot of n***as called my phone just tryna come around
This n***a b*t*h always be buggin' when I'm up in town
I know n***as talkin' down when I'm not around
Keep it real, I gotta keep it two G's
Tryna make time but I been slidin' all week
Duckin' the feds, I gotta stay lowkey
When I was broke, b*t*hes ain't know sh*t
Now I pop out, do a show, they know me
And it's jack with that fire, gotta keep it on me
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
N***as wanna be me so they mad
I done came far from down bad
I got in my bag real fast
You hopped out your bag real fast
I can't cop the whip if it ain't fast
Two hundred on the dash
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
Goin' through some sh*t, mixing Perkies with the lean
Havin' withdrawals, long nights I can't sleep
It's rugged in these streets, this sh*t ain't what it seem
Cold hearted ever since they took what meant the most to me
It's family ain't no friends, stay low-key and get bands
Why would I be worried? Chop hold ten times ten
Fun and games on the 'net until I pull up where you at
Like f**k a sneak diss without an at, bro got thirty in this strap
I'm just tryna make a way for all my n***as with me
B*t*hes did me dirty, now they wish they wouldn't've did it
I started, I'ma finish, if it's funk, I'm jumping in it
F**k rap, any n***a disrespect, they gotta get it
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
F**k a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her a**
I put my all my family first and friends last
