CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Vietnam Don
Uh, heard it's n***as talkin’ 'bout I fell off
I just checked the safe and I'm still well off
Watch who you slidin’ with 'cause he'll write a tell off
It hurt talking to my n***a through a jail call
I ain't never feared no n***a I was up against
When I ran into your b*t*h, she gave me compliments
I trust my brother with that stick 'cause he be droppin' sh*t
Don't think you safe 'cause you cliqued up with the opposite
Every n***a with me down to shoot some’
Dog, I got us back, made me move some’
Still ain't got no get back, n***a, do some’
Hmm, n***a, prove some'
Ain't posting sh*t on Insta', busy paper chasing
Need congratulations how we made his brother famous
I need way less conversation and more extra payments
She say, "Why you got two Glocks?" ’Cause I stay extra dangerous
Need the old streets back, f**k this new sh*t
Now everybody rap, I laid the blueprint
You ain't never made no dollars, keep your two cents
She know I'm a thug, I took a few trips
She know I be everywhere the cash at
Told her I need cash, but please don't Cash App
Them n***as y'all look up to who we laugh at
At first I felt betrayed, now I'm past that
Pro with that semi', I do extra with it
You ain't got to ask who did it 'cause they know we winning
Shed a tear for my n***as, I hate reminiscing
Told her I'm a street prophet, so she know I'm gifted
She fell in love with a real thug
If he won't bust for you, that ain't real love
Pray to God he introduce me to a real plug
Make sure you get up close, he won't heal up
I just checked the safe and I'm still well off
Watch who you slidin’ with 'cause he'll write a tell off
It hurt talking to my n***a through a jail call
I ain't never feared no n***a I was up against
When I ran into your b*t*h, she gave me compliments
I trust my brother with that stick 'cause he be droppin' sh*t
Don't think you safe 'cause you cliqued up with the opposite
Every n***a with me down to shoot some’
Dog, I got us back, made me move some’
Still ain't got no get back, n***a, do some’
Hmm, n***a, prove some'
Ain't posting sh*t on Insta', busy paper chasing
Need congratulations how we made his brother famous
I need way less conversation and more extra payments
She say, "Why you got two Glocks?" ’Cause I stay extra dangerous
Need the old streets back, f**k this new sh*t
Now everybody rap, I laid the blueprint
You ain't never made no dollars, keep your two cents
She know I'm a thug, I took a few trips
She know I be everywhere the cash at
Told her I need cash, but please don't Cash App
Them n***as y'all look up to who we laugh at
At first I felt betrayed, now I'm past that
Pro with that semi', I do extra with it
You ain't got to ask who did it 'cause they know we winning
Shed a tear for my n***as, I hate reminiscing
Told her I'm a street prophet, so she know I'm gifted
She fell in love with a real thug
If he won't bust for you, that ain't real love
Pray to God he introduce me to a real plug
Make sure you get up close, he won't heal up
