Lyrics
I cant let nothin control me
I make a habit out showin my ass whenever i run from the police
Got enough liquor to drown in this bitch and I always got one for the homie
Might be in love wit wockesha I know she ain't faithful but fuck it I'm lonely
I feel like saving this moment just
So you niggas could know what the boy was about
These niggas sellin they soul for clout
I'm from a generation that'll tell they secrets with they fingers
Instead of they mouth
But I say helll nah
If I got indicted again
If indicted again
Ima run off the plug and the bail bonds
Yeahh
Windows is tented tented tented tented
If I ain't friendly nigga I ain't friendly
I swear these niggas always in they feelings
Wonder why women interested in women
I gotta dig deep just to give a fuck lord knows that it's been a minute
I'm tired trippin over old shit
Man you know that old shit hit different
I keep my head to the sky
For better or worse
And when it get worse
I tell ya I'm never surprised
Tell all my enemies
When they preparing to kill me be ready to die
Tell all my exes that while I was with em,
I was never alive
I was never alive
If I get indicted
If I get indicted
You know that I love ya
You know that I love ya
If I get indicted
If I get indicted
Run off on the plug run off on the bails bonds
Fuck what the label say
I got the lay up but they gotta pay a nigga for the fade away
No matter it's 8 to 8 we doin hand to hands on a day to day
Im with it straight up
I'm with the dawgs my nigga I'm never gone turn on the day ones
I'm just a visionary
Who handle the mission
And when I get finish i better be missionary
I know the difference from niggas who gettin to it
And who waiting for niggas give it to em
I don't play bout my time or my wiggle room
This ain't enough for me
I want alcohol and company
Want my pinky ring muscly
Why you niggas still discussing me
Can't nobody fuck wit me
Can't nobody fuck with me
Beeen winnin
Soon as it's tippin off y'all go Ben Simmons
Big tipper
Tryna turn six nickels into six figures
Fuck it
I gotta stick to the budget
I gotta crib in the sticks you know I gotta keep a stick in the oven uhh
Yeah
They won't take me alive
Playin with 500 plus 500
You playing wit fyeee
You playing with fyeee
If I get indicted
If I get indicted
You know that I love ya
You know that I love ya
If I get indicted
If I get indicted
Run off on the plug run off on the bails bonds
Writer(s): Quayyahm Floyd
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