Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Hall
Songwriter
Ismail Shabazz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reggie Preme
Producer
Lyrics
Uh I used to choose playing the block
Now I be playing with funds
And your shorty she playing with ones
Please tell your brother don't play with them guns
Cause it could get cold if you losing your sons
I rather just smoke me a pack of the loud
If he still making pennies how pops gone be proud
I choose the weight I need me a pound
So don't make me wait cause I'm quick to leave
You could get pealed quick and I ain't talking leave
Shorty got many lined like a pharmacy
But I am untouchable you are not harming me
I just fucked witch bitch she tried to charm me
Just needed a quick fix hopped in the RV
She was a rich bitch paid for the RV
And the aim still crazy got it from the army
So I ain't gone miss if I chose to shoot it
That's a head tap got to face the music
Ain't fuck with em I ain't on no new shit
Only chose the real to keep up in the movement
Only keep the real bitches by my side too
Might cut a bitch off if she prideful
Had to cut a bitch off cause she spiteful
Had to cut my mans off he ain't right too
Free all my
Uh look
Free all my mans I got to write a kite to
Why all these niggas move just like a mice do
And why all they money short just like a haiku
And your bitch just told me that she do not like you
She want to come through and ride me like a bicycle
The way she moving is so
Uh look
I don't got no words shit undefinable
I don't got no time to hear what you might do
I keep a chop cause I ain't tryna fight you
I got some money it came with a pipe too
We can't be the same boy I ain't nothing like you
And I mixed the za with the grabba that's pain
We was looking up till it started to rain
Then I flipped me a pint prices up like cocaine
Pray he don't try to line me leave em like Cobain
No I can't
Uh look
No baby girl I can not go and choose you
she only want me cause she see what them blues do
See I'm getting to this money she acting unusual
You know I'm smart I cant move like a fool do
If that bitch get on my nerves I kick her out Toodles
And no I don't give a fuck about what you do
Plugging niggas in with work I'm feeling like Lulu
Writer(s): Tyler Hall
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