[Chorus]
Hm
Hm, bitch, you know that I’m baby life
Hm, bitch, you know I don’t play nice
Fuck you and dip, hell nah we don't stay night
Shit don’t feel real, it don’t feel right
I don’t feel okay, I’m not finna lie
Ride’ with this Glock, I'm not supposed to fuckin’ drive
I miss Kyra, I caught my first tear in my eye
I can fuck on’ this bit’, but that ho not my type
You can try to rob me, but you got the wrong guy
We ‘done been did what we did, I ain’t gotta prove none I wouldn’t lie
I ‘done been in these fuckin’ streets since a young n***a, I ain’t gotta try

[Verse]
I said you arent mine baby don’t even cry
I told Velly, I bust that fire if they cross that line
My partner not ready, I told them I’m ready to shine when y’all ready to shine
Put on that drip baby take yo timе
Suck my dick, baby don’t waste time
Imma be rеal, I don’t think I wanna get signed
Imma be so real, I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of this 9
Mhm, Imma be so real, I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of this 9
We just gon’ smoke him like a drug deal
Sewed em him some bullets, n***a planned on dyin’
Went to catch on the A before them n***as took that time
Don’t asked who sumo partner it ain’t mine
Don't ask what Baby EBG did
If you disrespect my fuckin’ brother, put this on the mob, n***a up that sig
I send shots, try me, no one know how I live
Velly you high right now, please brother, don’t give them no extra shit
I’m not from florida, but n***a, don’t try me like I’m regular jit
All my Woahs got that drac, you try me, we all in this shit
All my Whoas, fuckin stamp
N***a try me, fuck yo’ camp
Wan play with the gang, we light ‘em up just like a lamp
You lie ‘bout yo stamp, then you gon’ get fan
I let the draco shine on ‘em, said the pussy n***a got a fuckin’ tan
Huh, n***a keep talking on the fuckin’ net, we caught them n***as fuckin’ ran
Huh, catch him and flip him n***a ain’t on nothin’
Hrll, n***a play both side we call him trans
Hm, put this on the mob, killed 5 n***as for a hunnid gram
Hm, yea, he think he a vamp
Hm, yea, who the fuck got yo’ stamp
Hm, you ain’t gotta remember me, but just tell me
Why the fuck would I put my own fuckin’ career in jeopardy
Baby tell me, im thuggin’ out for sure, but you can get a better me
I don’t know why, I guess I’m not feeling your energy
[Chorus]
Hm, bitch, you know that I’m baby life
Hm, bitch, you know I don’t play nice
Fuck you and dip, hell nah we don't stay night
Shit don’t feel real, it don’t feel right
I don’t feel okay, I’m not finna lie
Ride’ with this Glock, I'm not supposed to fuckin’ drive
I miss Kyra, I caught my first tear in my eye
I can fuck on’ this bit’, but that ho not my type
You can try to rob me, but you got the wrong guy
We ‘done been did what we did, I ain’t gotta prove none I wouldn’t lie
I ‘done been in these fuckin’ streets since a young n***a, I ain’t gotta try

[Outro]
Hm, yea, both my best friends locked up for a murder
Hm, I just want to tell Ma that I’m sorry, ‘cus I know this shit hurt her
And I get so high I’m paranoid, I hope police don’t even call this burner
And I rap about all my vibes, I hope this bitch dont look in my journal
Let the 7.62s hit his face like a dermal
Hm, wet his ass up like the beat, these n***as screaming long live the murder
I told her if you hold me down, I promise I won’t hurt her