Fingeroll

My family loosin focus cuz it’s taking long
I’m loosin my mind shootin shit, trappin instead a making songs
I ain't tryna shame my mom
She said do wrong get spanked by God
All the bullets I done dodged
All the shit that I done shot
All the whippin in the pots
All the women givin guap
We was on the road
Sticking to the code
We was taught
We got caught
I remained silent
Them niggas talked a lot
Ask Twon
I’d still be in the pin if he wasn’t MOB
We broke in the shit
He hopped the fence of the investigation room
He broke in the safe and took everything a mine ‘fore they got to him
Realest friend
Niggas I done shot shit wit ain’t real as him
I’d take a bullet for that nigga right now and a fuckin clip
I just want me people good
They see the bad but I see the good
Been deep in the forest but I ain’t jaded still
Nah I see the wood
Cedar wood
Been a process yeah but it’s treated good
I don’t wanna leave my Niggas nah
But I should leave the hood
My nigga fast been locked away, I wish that he wasn’t
He been tryna get the family right since they took Malijha from us
Billions got shot
Devin got shot
Chino got shot
It’s always someone
Monster got shot
Tydoe got shot
If I see some weird shit I’m dumpin

I been on the line
For some time
You should give me mine
Trophies on my wall
From the streets
When a nigga ball
If I get that call
You should know
That I’m finna go
Close shot in the paint, bank
Fingeroll
X2

They tried to take me out
Imagine if them rounds they sprayed ever took a nigga down
All the things they say and all that envy drippin out they mouth
I was shootin niggas while you was just sitting in the house
I don’t know a nigga out here that knows this much about survival
I get to say no one deserves this shit as much as I do
And if you knew me you’d understand that statement isn’t prideful
Still whippin in the kitchen nigga you could get a pie full
Made a million off a sellin white
I made another million in half the time
Wish them niggas didn’t have to die
I’ll apologize in the afterlife
Learned everyone has a price
I just keep my standards high
I learned everyone has a vice
I just keep my hammer tight

I been on the line
For some time
You should give me mine
Trophies on my wall
From the streets
When a nigga ball
If I get that call
You should know
That I’m finna go
Close shot in the paint, bank
Fingeroll
X2

Hey ayy, hey ayy
Hey ayy, hey ayy
Hey ayy, hey ayy
Hey ayy, hey ayy

Can’t let my lil man down
Can’t let any a my niggas drown
Can’t let these bricks be found
Can’t let my momma not be proud
Can’t miss a shot when the other teams down
Can’t let them niggas get no rebounds
All I can do is stay down
All I can do is stay down
X2

I been maneuvering beautifully
Breaking laws isn’t new to me
Back in grade school wit the truancy
Niggas that look just like you and me
Plottin on all of my jewelry
All of my guns I be using these
Glock 26 for the coonery
All my songs they be eulogy’s
I be tryna tell these niggas thinkin stupidly
But they actin like they wanna see movie scenes
Ain’t been too long sense I hopped a fence
Some niggas must think that they gotta snitch
Even if they family I won’t talk to them
I won’t touch em I won’t box wit them
Silence the only thing I got for them
And to my niggas talkin shit
From the same block and shit
Standin round don’t mean you profiting
Just because you in the trap don’t mean you clockin in

Can’t let my lil man down
Can’t let any a my niggas drown
Can’t let these bricks be found
Can’t let my momma not be proud
Can’t miss a shot when the other teams down
Can’t let them niggas get no rebounds
All I can do is stay down
All I can do is stay down
X2

Word and respect over everything
Cut your tongue out if you threaten me
Had my son when I was 17
Dropped outta school these niggas can’t be testing me
Left outta chemistry class wit the recipe
Coca powder, I ain’t talkin bout Nestles
Arm strong, nigga I should be flexin these
Not the Armstrong that be stretchin cheap
If there ain’t a god who’s blessing me
Otherworldly with the Tesla keys
And my son right next to me
And his sister as she read to me
Tell me that that isn’t heavenly
Put money on the head of Destiny
If she has plans of death for me
Can’t let them take no more breath from me
I ain’t a pill don’t be pressin me
Peddling
To your horsepower I’m ketamine

Can’t let my lil man down
Can’t let any a my niggas drown
Can’t let these bricks be found
Can’t let my momma not be proud
Can’t miss a shot when the other teams down
Can’t let them niggas get no rebounds
All I can do is stay down
All I can do is stay down
X2

I been on the line for some time
Yeah yeah yeah yay
Trophies on my wall from these streets
Nah nah nah nahh
If I get that call, you should know
Bitch nigga you should no oh oh oh ohh
Close shot in the paint, fingeroll

Trophies on my wall
Fingeroll