Thought I Was Done
100Bandplan & 6Ixbuzz
2:59(Whole lotta' jakes, whole lotta FEDs all up on my ass) (Yeah, on god) (On God, yeah) Sitting at home, all up in my mind Trying not to crash FEDs kickin' doors and doing raids I'm just tryna' last Any nigga wanna tweak with the bronem's, gettin' belt to ass Drank got me movin' slow, life be getting fast 10mm bark on your block, lil' boy, what I bought this for? My niggas just jump out the four-door, maybe the Honda Accord I used to show love back then Won't show love no more My nigga J. West in this bitch Throw that shit right off the board Switch on the back of the 10 It's cuttin' them down like a sword Pop two percs, I'm lit, turnt up One wrong move, get torched Sit in the trap for a couple of months Hell nah, I won't get bored Jumped in this shit, been less than a year They want me go on tour All these FEDs want time from me, trying to put my life on a shelf And the bitch want love from me, only got love for myself I don't need company, I'm in the trap house by myself I can't cry about life, hell nah, that's the cards I'm dealt The bitch wanna leave, then leave Whole lotta' pain in my chest And a whole lotta' heart on my sleeve These niggas wanna' tweak on the net But see me, I just keep it discreet And I'm never gon' worry about them Hell yeah, I'm just worried about me Step back, shoot a shit from the three Lotta' bitch niggas, all I see Heard that they shook, man HelluvaLife Lotta' freak bitches, all I see I was blind, lotta' shit, couldn't see Caught an opp, right after my birthday That was his worst day You know what I mean LoveK, that shit ain't free In the streets, boy, ain't shit sweet And I remember that day, like it happened today No car, had to cut on feet (Yeah) (Had to cut on feet, yeah) 10mm bark on your block, lil' boy, what I bought this for? My niggas just jump out the four-door, maybe the Honda Accord I used to show love back then Won't show love no more My nigga J. West in this bitch Throw that shit right off the board Switch on the back of the 10 It's cuttin' them down like a sword Pop two percs, I'm lit, turnt up One wrong move, get torched Sit in the trap for a couple of months Hell nah, I won't get bored Jumped in this shit, been less than a year They want me go on tour