Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samuel Jules
Songwriter
Lyrics
If i stop rapping just promise you won't view me different
They tryna be round cause imma blow just like them groupie bitches
I don't want no presents i just wanna buy some trees for Christmas
And every stick got extra leaves and i don't do no dissing
And i know these niggas be flagging
I know she want me to bag her
I know These niggas be hating
She love me but i wont ask her
The streets anything could happen
In beef anything could happen
I stay out the way onekayy let it spray
I keep my head up but it's best to keep your head down
I already know you niggas was running when they ran down
I was stressing on house arrest my hitta on a band now
Fuck being famous all I'm worried bout is bands now
The only way you Spray Da World if you been on a drill
The only way you Spray Da World is if you finna kill
And I'm fucked bout Lil Keem
Cause he my youngin he goin squeeze
I'm fucked bout Lil Keem he see a lemon he goin squeeze
I been feeling your pain just keep your heart strong
And it be hard to feel pain because my heart gone
What you know about pain bitch my dawgs gone
What you know about pain i lost my dawgs y'all
But still I'm pouring the oppas there I'm going
These scars that i endured they come from hell and imma show it
Imma give that boy a couple face shots that's what i owe em
Imma give that boy a couple face shots that's what i owe em
I stay out the way and got a bag but I'm on whatever
I ain't never folding true to self is my vendetta
You done let me see your true intentions deep inside you like the devil
I look the devil in his eyes I'm on whatever
It's on i take it far I'm reaching for the stars
Falling out with ease they love ain't really hard
I'm solid to the core my soul ain't in the dark
Ten toes i ain't never folding on my dawg
Yeah i stay out the way
I'm doing shows like day and night I'll see a better way
My heart was cold i took my soul ain't never rode a wave
Ain't got no feelings lock em up i put em in a cage
I put em in a cage
I take it shot by shot on a roll I'm playing dice
Gotta take a risk you really wanna win
I'm sticking to my kind I'm sticking to my kin
Live with no regret ain't gotta make amends
I ain't gotta make amends
I ain't drop over dime i know these niggas would drop a dime
I be walking all alone but still be riding with my iron
They be saying time is money I'm tired of giving bitches my time
She say venchy boy i love you i say pussy hoe stop lying
I got murder on my mind i ain't got no time for love
Used to be the middle until i ran off on the plug
I been running from the pain i need to slow down on the drugs
You know I'm steady repping gang throw my shit up in the club
Spray Da World you know wassup
If i stop rapping just promise you won't view me different
They tryna be round cause imma blow just like them groupie bitches
I don't want no presents i just wanna buy some trees for Christmas
And every stick got extra leaves and i don't do no dissing
And i know these niggas be flagging
I know she want me to bag her
I know These niggas be hating
She love me but i wont ask her
The streets anything could happen
In beef anything could happen
I stay out the way onekayy let it spray
Writer(s): Samuel Jules
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