Solid 16s, Pt. 2

[Verse]
You catch me on the biggest score, I'm the biggest felon
I got dirt all in my cup when I'm just swerving through these sections
I know bronem all gon' ride for me, you not just any blessings
Around my side we keep on bending
You get caught and ain't no telling
Real gon' fuck with real, that's just how my niggas built
Niggas banging all for clout that's why these niggas getting killed
No remorse for none of these slimy ho's, she try it she get filled
This a letter to whoever, watch your mouth 'cause it get real
Them hitters out for blood, bitches swerving they get dug
We ain't banging intersections, all my bronem from the mud
All we know is hit, retaliate, 'cause ain't no one show love
I got problems with my tempo, in them shackles I remembered
Court dates and more cases, heart colder than December
I got brothers fighting life and keep it solid under pressure
Who the hottest in the city, I got choppers for whoever
Fuck all of that gangster shit, get drops you know its settled
Get the bag and then I'm out, keeping six I'm on the route
All these goofies cuffing thots, you know my bros not onto those
If you niggas talking bodies in my hood, I'm on the road
Sneak dissing on the net, drop a bag he gotta go
All these rappers that you glorify be bitches on the road
I'm exposing niggas soon and if it's smoke then we can go
Niggas steady showing fake love until I face 'em with this pole
I see niggas lose their homies, and do nothing for they bro