Squares Out Ya Circle

[Hook:Future]
You got people that surround you
They gon' try they best to down you
Keep them square up out ya circle
What don't kill you is gon' hurt you
And it's only gon' get worser
It's only gon' get

[Verse 1:Ice Berg]
Ay listen I can't fuck with fuck niggas
It's like they want me stuck with 'em
And no we ain't related so please don't call me bruh nigga
This is for the one that got snitched on
And all the niggas who did long
Who got shitted on and got a list of the ones
They ain't fucking with when they get home
See all I need is my weed lit and a freak bitch that eat dick
I'd rather ride around with her than a nigga that sneak diss
My bands up and I'm iced out my crib laid and my jit straight
Got damn I build all these shit right here off mixtapes
See I'm on my way yea I'm still I'm on my way
When I'm gon' get there? Shit I'm proud I got to get here
Them niggas broke I'm in fifth gear
So just sit there while I get rich
And if the world don't end I promise your ass
Ima make you hate me this year
In other words Shit real and I can't let them ---
And ain't no way ima let me fold
And a niggas got homeboy that'll take yo life
And I can't do shit but try to do better
Answer their calls but send some cheddar
And tell they hoes to send some letters
But when you go feds them hoes get fed up

[Hook]