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Wit' Me

 

Wit' Me

(álbum: True Story II - 2019)


Ayy
Ayy, ayy

Fly cripping, got a thing with me
Niggas tripping, got the gang with me
New niggas tryna hang with me
You ain't really what you claim to be
Too official, ain't no fake in me
Came up, now they hating me
Why you think I got a K with me?
'Cause ain't no nigga out here taking me

Niggas wanna hang with the gang, check the resume
If he from the set on the mission, then he better spray
Beretta spray, broad day, make the weather change
Killers in the hood and they wishing for a better day
See my uncles catching bodies, we don't never say
Way back when T-Life thugging in the Escalade
No more hitting licks, rapping is the better way
Tryna touch an M and make sure that we forever paid
Raised in the streets, shit had me attached
Thinking 'bout the times when we almost got cracked
We was on a mission riding 'round in a hatch
Looking for a purse or gold chain we could snatch
Thinking 'bout my dead homies, wishing I could bring 'em all back, all back
For now, we gon' load up them choppers while we dressed in all black, all black, ayy

Fly Cripping, got a thing with me
Niggas tripping, got the gang with me
New niggas tryna hang with me
You ain't really what you claim to be
Too official, ain't no fake in me
Came up, now they hating me
Why you think I got a K with me?
'Cause ain't no nigga out here taking me

Want a show, you gotta pay to see
Keep it real, ain't no fakery
Keep a Glock, they tryna spray on me
Tryna stack the dough like a bakery
Bad bitches steady chasing me
Told my ex there's no replacing me
That bitch ain't have no faith in me
Now I came up, it's what she hate to see
Keep a thing in these tricky streets
I know niggas out here envy me
Close friends can be your enemies
I can't let these niggas Nipsey me
So I gotta watch how I move
Young nigga out here paying dues
Niggas can't do what I do
Niggas can't do what I do

Fly Cripping, got a thing with me
Niggas tripping, got the gang with me
New niggas tryna hang with me
You ain't really what you claim to be
Too official, ain't no fake in me
Came up, now they hating me
Why you think I got a K with me?
'Cause ain't no nigga out here taking me

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