Fuck The Opps

(album: Trust Issues - 2018)

Yeah, yeah
Gotta keep this glizzy on my waist (on my waist)
Fuck suckas, they whole block and where they hang (where they hang)
10 g's up on yo' head'll get you framed (framed)
I got some shooters who gon' shoot for not a thang (not a thang)
Don't give a fuck about my life 'casue I still take 'em nigga (I still take 'em nigga)
Send the button on that drake come and taste it nigga (come and taste it)
I be riding wit' some crips, wit' some dangerous niggas (wit' some dangerous)
I be riding wit' my thugs and we all famous nigga (and we all famous nigga)
Up this Glock and make yo' bed and have you lay wit' niggas (and have you lay)
Ain't no reason to trust again they just gon' snake a nigga
Who the fuck you think you is? You ain't no gangsta nigga
You ain't never on that block, you ran from danger nigga
You ain't never blanket empty clips all out of anger nigga
Way too many times I done forgave that shit, it made me different
Giving out my trust to get betrayed, that shit had me tripping
When they shot my car up on the freeway that shit had me thinking
Maybe I'm here for a real reason (real)
I know these niggas mad that I'm still breathing
Mama said I'm gaining weight, I be still eating
I know I'm getting' addicted but I'm still drinking
And when we hit them nigga's block it was for a real reason
Niggas stabbed me in my back and thought that I wasn't peeping
Niggas dissing for some clout and that's gon' be the reason (be the reason)
I might go to jail for life I'll be committing me too

I been feeling all this pain
I been stuck up in this game
Do you niggas want smoke? Or you niggas want fame?
She said she love my music and like how I do my dance
Ain't no playing both sides, is you a opp or you a fan?
Just bought like three chops tryna bend a few blocks
Middle finger to the Feds nigga it's still fuck the cops
Forever on them sucka niggas, nigga fuck the opps

While them niggas making songs I be bending nigga's blocks
If a nigga outside, we gon' leave 'em where he stand
Yo' bitch be on my phone 'cause she know that I'm the man
She wanna hit my line, always ask me where I'm staying
Heard a nigga got signed and she know I got them bands
Niggas tough up on the net and didn't say it when I seen 'em
All these niggas broke, no I wouldn't wanna be 'em
Brand new Masarati I just copped it for the weekend (for the weekend)
Load up wit' these chops hit they block and we gon' sweep it (and we gon' sweep it)
Upping wit' this Glock, make yo' bed and you gon' lay wit' niggas (and you gon' lay wit' niggas)
Ain't no reason to trust again they just gon' snake a nigga (they gon' snake a nigga)
Who the fuck you think you is? You ain't no gangsta nigga (you ain't no gangsta nigga)
You ain't never on that block, you ran from danger nigga (you ran from danger nigga)
You ain't never blanket empty clips all out of anger nigga
Way too many times I done forgave that shit, it made me different
Giving out my trust to get betrayed, that shit had me tripping

Oh, I been feeling all this pain
I been stuck up in this game
Niggas want smoke? Or you niggas want fame?
She said she like my music and like how I do my dance
Ain't no playing both sides, is you a opp or you a fan?
Just bought like three chops tryna bend a few blocks
Middle fingers to the Feds nigga still fuck the cops
And still fuck the opps, still fuck the opps
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