CLD18

[Intro]
That's a dead nigga right there (Mitchxy)
Dead nigga, like—, pow! (Haha)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
They say misery love company and these sad hoes can't fuck with me
I'm rolling, huh, digital rolling, yeah
Choppa, it's on me, niggas ain't know it, huh
That nigga know that we out here dumping petroleum, nigga, it's up
Make a move and then we—, fahh
Nigga, better give it up
They promised the demons, lil' nigga tweaking
Can't keep the heebie-jeebies to theyself
But shawty okay
Came out to work, I'm feeling a way
Pray for your mind, they take it away
It's all by design, so fuck what you think, nigga

[Verse]
Onе, two, three, four niggas in that lunch line
Knocking at your door, tryna eat some with that gunfirе
Caught a doo-doo-doo, like, lil' boy, who is you? He couldn't run far
Allah reveal the truth 'bout all them faulty moves them niggas hide 'bout
Boy, you was pressed to see me
Now we drake to face and niggas can't believe it
Making up for all deceptive measured, for I leave 'em bleeding
Oh, say you need a sign, you ain't really need it, no
Looking through the blinds, still can't see the difference, no
I got plenty problems for a couple niggas, no
They in their own way, so they ain't fucking with us, no
De-de-detecting detectives, them boys on that federal shit, okay
Officials with pistols demote you, then hit you, pulsation, we ain't even checking for that
Speak on the gang and you ain't with the gang
Lil' nigga, you know we gon' check you for that, okay
Calling his name, you the nigga to blame
But Allah still forgave, so what happen to that?
What happen, happen to that?

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They say misery love company and these sad hoes can't fuck with me
I'm rolling, huh, digital rolling, yeah
Choppa, it's on me, niggas ain't know it, huh
That nigga know that we out here dumping petroleum, nigga, it's up