[Intro]
(AllDay)

[Chorus: YNP Maine]
How you gon' have him around? You say that you love him, you can't even trust him (You can't even trust him)
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna buss heads, but these n***as know that they duckin' (They know that they duckin')
I can't believe he ain't die when they slide by, I guess he got lucky (I guess he got lucky)
How you gon' cry when the shots fired? Yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin', uh (I thought you was out here thuggin')
My momma know I'm in New York City, I'm turning somethin' from nothing (Turing somethin' from nothing)
Refuse to fall for any of these bitches, thеy know I ain't doing the loving (I ain't doing the loving)
Gotta watch thesе n***as, they talk too much, they might be undercover (They might be undercover)
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber (Without the rubber)

[Verse 1: YNP Maine]
I made them regret how they treated me back then, yeah, they treated me average (They treated me average)
When I was broke I couldn't afford it, I still was hittin' them baddies (I was hittin' them baddies)
He had twenty-one shots on him, made him feel like a savage, uh-uh (Made him feel like a savage)
My brodie right out the blue, that shit was hella tragic, uh (That shit was tragic)
Was catching plays, then I started rapping, who ever thought it would of happened? (Thought it would of happened)
Then seen a bad bitch with ass shots, never thought I'd be playin' with plastic (Never thought I'd be playin' with plastic)
I had to cover some wounds, you broke my heart, yeah, you left me damaged (Yeah, you left me damaged)
I been ran over so many times, I can't give no second chances (I can't give no second chances)

[Chorus: YNP Maine & Ndotspinalot]
How you gon' have him around? You say that you love him, you can't even trust him (You can't even trust him)
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna buss heads, but these n***as know that they duckin' (They know that they duckin')
I can't believe he ain't die when they slide by, I guess he got lucky (I guess he got lucky)
How you gon' cry when the shots fired? Yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin', uh (I thought you was out here thuggin')
My momma know I'm in New York City, I'm turning somethin' from nothing (Turing somethin' from nothing)
Refuse to fall for any of these bitches, they know I ain't doing the loving (I ain't doing the loving)
Gotta watch these n***as, they talk too much, they might be undercover (They might be undercover, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber
[Verse 2: Ndotspinalot]
I ain't with all the cap (At all)
OYKB, man, y'all n***as is whack (Glaow, glaow)
Mel Savv talkin', but that boy run laps (Run laps)
Bitch, I'm been down Mack, n***a, Ray had a nap (Like, glaow, glaow)
Told bro, "Go close, I'm gon' aim at his hat" (Baow)
Told the opps, "Don't move" (At all)
Try to get close, I might up it and boom (Like, glah, glah)
Thirty shots in the mag, bitch, I'm throwing a few (Glah, glah, glah, glah, glah, glah)
Bitch, I'm saving the rest for him and his goons
Man, y'all n***as is trash (Y'all trash)
Try to get close, I might up it and blast (Like, glah)
Man, I'm smoking that boy who got turned into ash (Glah, glah)
Man, this shit ain't gon' stop (At all)
Only gon' chill when I get to the top (That's facts)
Long live Key, for bro, I'ma flock (Long live Key)
If that boy try to rush it, then you know he gon' drop (Glaow, glah)

[Chorus: YNP Maine]
How you gon' have him around? You say that you love him, you can't even trust him (You can't even trust him)
When I'm in the city, I'm tryna buss heads, but these n***as know that they duckin' (They know that they duckin')
I can't believe he ain't die when they slide by, I guess he got lucky (I guess he got lucky)
How you gon' cry when the shots fired? Yeah, I thought you was out here thuggin', uh (I thought you was out here thuggin')
My momma know I'm in New York City, I'm turning somethin' from nothing (Turing somethin' from nothing)
Refuse to fall for any of these bitches, they know I ain't doing the loving (I ain't doing the loving)
Gotta watch these n***as, they talk too much, they might be undercover (They might be undercover)
I might fall in love again if we ever do it without the rubber