Damn Shame

Ain't even too much talking to do
'Cause you might be an informant anyway
Haha
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice!)

I ain't with the small talk, I let the Tequila do it (Uh-huh)
Bulletproof the Porsche like Tony, I let the dealer do it (Ooh)
Crack in the hoopty, that needed the power steering fluid
They just have to pass it off to me, I was like, "Yeah, I'll do it" (I'll do it)
They ain't never did what I've done, so don't compare him to it (Nah)
Quiet while I'm up in the kitchen I put the care into it (Hha)
Boss don't depreciate (Never)
My shit just decapitate (Uh)
Streets know what it is (They know)
So go with your accolades
This is for the underprivileged, that call hell home (I see y'all)
Trump gave 'em twelve hunnid, Obama gave 'em cellphones (Ayy)
My man got a quarter (Uh)
He was getting shorter (Uh-huh)
They hit him with another one, I'm scared to tell his daughter (Ooh)
Shit is getting crazy, drug game is out of order (Hmm)
This Fentanyl, pills, all this K2 in this water (Yup)
Not the money you saved, the money that you run through
Damn shame, but I guess that's what it's come to

They run the game, huh?
I guess that's what it's come to (That's what it's come to)
Followers and likes
I guess that's what it's come to (That's what it's come to)
Stars overnight
I guess that's what it's come to (That's what it's come to)
But when that money run out
Guess who they run to?
Beefing on the internet
I guess that's what it's come to (That's what it's come to)
Captions and comments
I guess that's what it's come to (That's what it's come to)
Whole lotta nonsense
That's what it's come to (That's what it's come to), yeah
Fake chains, damn shame, that's what it's come to (Haha)

Far as rappers go, kill a few, teach a few (Uh-huh)
I'm in a digital space that's unreachable (You hear me?)
I got a eulogy written out for each of you (Facts)
You know exactly just who the fuck I'm speaking to (You)
This ain't music, this made the stand on the couch boy (Boy)
This is something that real niggas can vouch for (Woo)
He ain't get one kite, he got a diamond
This paperwork ain't right, he gotta sign in (Uh)
This is a real conversation, don't even chime in (Uh-huh)
Niggas always go wrong 'cause they don't read the fine print (Never)
But when the money run out, guess who they run to? (Guess who?)
Damn shame, but I guess that's what it's come to
(What?)