Boss up n***a

They do it for fame
Who is to blame
She want to fuck me and don’t know my name
Money come in
People start to change
All of my life
Been putting in pain
They Say that I’m different
They say that I’m strange
All grown up
Life don’t change
Closed casket
He Ain’t got no face
I can’t get stuck in the rat race
Poor same thing as middle class
Don’t know what I am
I just want a bag
She calling me daddy
I Ain’t have no dad
Close your mouth
Dont talk about that
Bitch can’t keep secrets
Got a big mouth
Trap uncle Phil around they house
(Viiiieeeww)
Slide on an op back it out
Op scared
Wanna talk it out
They keep calling me
What do they want from mе
Bitch n***a run from me
Death gone comе for me
I’m in the hood
Kicked up comfortably
He a wannabe
He a son to me
With they problems
They run to me
I don’t eat on no edibles
Already high
It’s in my schedule
Shoot the class
Sound like heavy metal
What do you want
Dont got to front
Js in the back
Licks in the front
She boosting my head
Saying what she want
Bitch I ain’t know we were done
Dropped my price
They eating it up
Drug through mud
Clean it up
Don't like go slow
Speed it up
Don't like dreams
I woke up
Glock with the beam
Clearing the scene
These n***a know
Know what they seen
Ops on my dick like neph do your thing
Walk in that bitch
I’m way too clean
Say that she love me
I try to believe
Walk out the trap
They don’t want me to leave
Auntie ODd
Don't call the police
I get high
Think about Adam and Eve
Drugs I need
I forgot to sleep
I forgot to eat
Popped me a bean
They think that it’s easy
But it’s not what it seem
Never bought Wutang
But I know about cream
Op brung up
Shoot out her knee
Bitch Caribbean
Came from Belize
Green eyed dark skin
Guyanese
Two twin Glocks
Siamese
Up that
Gulag-anese
All this time
Grandma praying for me
Grind hard
She planted the seed
Bitch out the trap house
La reev
They playing for keeps
So many bodies
Dropped last week
Momma keep calling praying
It ain’t me
These n***as be fronting
It’s not what it seems
Don’t do it for fun
Do it to be easy
They don’t believe me
I’m a make millions
Close my eyes
See corn of the children
Take care of family
I love that feeing
Young false n***a
I’m a make that happen
It’s not just rapping
Not with the capping
Learn how to trap
Got it out the backend
Ain’t no handouts
Bitch ain’t asking
Yuh
Did you hear me
Did ya
For real
Ay ay
Yuh
Judge (?)
That same energy
From the jump
I don’t need a jump
I ain’t gassed up
I’m on full
RXK