Close That Folder

Uh
For real
I'm goin' through so much pain, can't even hide all this shit
Done with that ho, so I drive test a bitch
Told that bitch to get the fuck out
I vibe check the bitch
18 Got three
You only fuckin' me, I don't lie, check the bitch
They can't fuck with me, niggas ain't ridin' for this shit
R.I.P.
D Slugger, he done died for this shit
Had to close those folders
I hit my knees and pray 'cause I can't lean on no shoulders
Before they see my side, they rather go run a nigga over
Uh, I keep my friends close but keep my enemies closer
Ready to see me back on that block out here trappin' that coca
Had to kick the trap, I'm in the studio trappin' my vocals
With a thick ol' bitch from out east, watch her sip on mimosa
Double R, no Range Rover
With the shit I'm dealin' with, it be hard to keep composure
I know Ray gon' watch my back just how Pluto, he got Zona
I be havin' nightmares for all them nights down on the corner
All this shit goin' in my head, I be ready to go in a coma
Whether it's good or bad, I ain't
Trippin' 'cause all this shit exposure
Say the true gon' stand, uh, and the fake gon' fall for anything
I'm married to the trap, only thing I'm missing is a wedding ring
Only thing I regret is the shit I said about Teddy Pain
I see why you left the city 'cause
This shit right here bring heavy pain
Everything I lost, I'ma double back for everything
These niggas can't be bought, I ain't feel
This shit when I was trappin' 'caine
Ain't gotta prove no points, out here in the streets, got heavy stain
Every time I hit the club, stripper voucher, I made it rain
Way before I made a song, I was the one who had a name
Put in work 'bout all this shit, niggas know it ain't no game
Plenty L's that I done took, niggas know I ain't no lame
Niggas tryna box me out, niggas know how far I came
Had to close those folders
I hit my knees and pray 'cause I can't lean on no shoulders
Before they see my side, they rather go run a nigga over
Uh, I keep my friends close but keep my enemies closer
Ready to see me back on that block out here trappin' that coca
Had to kick the trap, I'm in the studio trappin' my vocals
With a thick ol' bitch from out east, watch her sip on mimosa
Double R, no Range Rover
With the shit I'm dealin' with, it be hard to keep composure
Never seen so many street dudes take advice come from a cracker
Why these niggas tryin' me?
Niggas know Lil' B get active
Big homie say, "Don't tell your side of the story '
Cause none of these niggas matter." Bein' quiet make
Me look guilty, but this shit just made me madder
Real friends that I thought had my back, them niggas scatter
Uh
Niggas told me I'm entertaining but niggas full of laughter
Hmm
Don't tell you what to do 'cause I see just what you rather
Aye, Yachtys told me, "Pain come with healing, so close that chapter
" I ain't never took a nigga down, niggas know that's a factor
I'm rappin' 'bout that shit I'm doin', nigga, I ain't no rapper
I'ma tell my niggas right or wrong just like a pastor
Told the cracker I stole that car, they
Switched my word, this shit a disaster
Sometimes I be askin' why I feel like the bad apple
This shit be heavy on my mind, shit be heavy on my bladder
That other nigga can't tell you shit
I said put him in the slammer forever
Stand on real nigga, you can double back and ask 'em
Had to close those folders
I hit my knees and pray 'cause I can't lean on no shoulders
Before they see my side, they rather go run a nigga over
Uh, I keep my friends close but keep my enemies closer
Ready to see me back on that block out here trappin' that coca
Had to kick the trap, I'm in the studio trappin' my vocals
With a thick ol' bitch from out east, watch her sip on mimosa
Double R, no Range Rover
With the shit I'm dealin' with, it be hard to keep composure