Fear Me

Every fuckin' track, you heard? Yo, Lucas, you heard? Shot after fucking shot, nigga Niggas know what we do, nigga Hardheaded, baby On the East out to Drew, nigga, word to bro, nigga Seen an opp on his block, started stalkin' him (Like, what?) This Trey bird in my hand and it's hawkin' him (Come here) Big gun, word to bro, this shit talk to him (Where he goin'?) It's his time, I think Jesus is callin' him (Baow, baow, baow) Fuck that, how is they jackin' his body? (Like) He got a statement, was talkin' to cops Like, how could you say you my opp? It's almost four years since Glen was in a box "83rd, no L'zzz," stop it (What?) Word to bro, y'all took multiple losses I-I-I tried to chill, but Nay Benz must've lost it (She a bitch) All that dissin' she do is gon' cost 'em But they know who put Kal on the TV (Like, what?) We on the S tryna go for thе repeat, like (Comе here) I catch a dyke, it's a DV (Pardon me, meant to say it's a petey) Fuck the S though, I'm tryna go to Courtlandt I'm tryna see who be talkin' If he got what we like, then we on him (OGz) Yellow tape when we step, leave him crawlin' (OGzK) You get the message? I'm tryna say that these niggas is babies (Come here) They don't want me to visit with Tracy Baow, baow, baow, word to bro, I go crazy (Look) Now, we back in Harlem (Come here) First stop, we in Drew They gon' act but they know what we do We had them grievin' and lightin' balloons Word to my dead, if only y'all knew what I knew (Like, what?) If only y'all see what I seen (Where you goin'?) If only y'all knew what that mean (We givin' 'em belt) Put the belt on they ass like they parents I made a vow to my gun like it's marriage (For life) That's my brother, we sharin' We gon' go every time with no carin' We don't care who they with, we gon' chance it Blowin' the G, I kept flarin' Bro in my ear, I can't hear him ARP, why the fuck would I fear him? Seen an opp on his block, started stalkin' him (Come here) This Trey bird in my hand and it's hawkin' him (Where he goin'?) Big gun, word to bro, this shit talk to him It's his time, I think Jesus is callin' him Fuck that, how is they jackin' his body? (Like, what?) He got a statement, was talkin' to cops Like, how can you say you my opp? It's almost four years since Glen was in a box "83rd, no L'zzz," stop it Word to bro, y'all took multiple losses I-I-I tried to chill, but Nay Benz must've lost it (She a bitch) All that dissin' she do is gon' cost 'em (Like, what?) But they know who put Kal on the TV (Like, who?) We on the S tryna go for the repeat, like I catch a dyke, it's a DV Pardon me, meant to say it's a petey (Baow, baow, baow) Every fuckin' track, nigga