G.T.A.

I should of known Huh Snakes in my circle, uh? Aight tho Yeah, Ay Fifteen years in the game, you had time, why you snakin' me now (why) One week in the cell all it took, and the snakes comin' out Thought I was booked now they shook, cause I'm makin' it out What you thought I was dumb? Build a case on me? How? I came prepared, we been aware, I cannot trust no soul But I never thought you would turn on me, on the same day that I go I should've known, money gone change 'em I cannot fold How could a brother turn into a foe? All of your envy made you cold Uh, uh But I won't speak on it, I keep legit, I gotta lay low 5-0 seekin' bricks n' I know, Somebody told, outside the crib, footprints in the snow When I'm in the whip we gettin' followed Checkin my six wherever I go Can't take a risk I'm tryna get home Just tryna get home, huh Hear the tears on the phone, Don't cry for me Real G's goin' ride for me, baby gal goin slide for me I ain't never seen no Ivy League In the 8 I provide the street I'm the plug that they tryna meet All the love come tied with heat And now I got a buzz everybody wanna vibe with me G.T.A. Tell me who this CJ? What he know 'bout G.T.A. Hittin' licks and I'm movin weight Fuck the Feds and Fuck the D.A., huh I might catch a new case, uuuh I aint tryna leave a trace Telegram all day I cannot lose Straight from the bottom If I got a problem im makin a move All these hoes on my body came str8 from the lobby I fuckem in two's And she want the Gucci she rockin' the Prada she askin' for Loubs' And I ain't no fool, but I'm in the mood, I might just approve Brick City, dolo no click with me Broke hoes tryn' get with me But was no shows 'fore I got busy All the times we was livin' trife Hit a lick n' then we outta sight Dark alley all through the night With no bally we just shot out the lights Wholesale, fingers n' up Product clean I don't do the cut Serve a fiend, I make him backflip 100k up in the jacket Money big Can't fold the pack Get it how I live I ain't going back Turn any crib into a trap With my brodies where my demons at Strip clubs n' im bringin the grams in I Got 'em sellin for me while they dancin' I flip a brick then it's back to the mansion All of my businesses expandin' All of my bitches, that's some baddies All of my opps they broke that's tragic All of my Contraband be travelin' All of my brothers money stackin' Why lie to me? Why lie to me? Hear the tears on the phone, Don't cry for me Real G's goin' ride for me, baby gal goin slide for me I ain't never seen no Ivy League In the 8 I provide the street I'm the plug that they tryna meet All the love come tied with heat And now I got a buzz everybody wanna vibe with me G.T.A. Tell me who this CJ? What he know 'bout G.T.A. Hittin' licks and I'm movin weight Fuck the Feds and Fuck the D.A., huh I might catch a new case, uuuh I aint tryna leave a trace Telegram all day I cannot lose Straight from the bottom If I got a problem im makin a move All these hoes on my body came str8 from the lobby I fuckem in two's And she want the Gucci she rockin' the Prada she askin' for Loubs' And I ain't no fool, but I'm in the mood, I might just approve