You Hear Me Pt. 2

(Producer Tag)
“Alwoo made this beat”

(Verse - Alwoo)
You hear me

If it’s beef when you see me ain’t no talking then
I'ma make sure I get rich with who I started with (You hear me)
Speak on Gen I'ma make sure you don’t talk again
I heard yo mans gotta learn how to walk again
Ain’t no rats over here that shit is not allowed
Only thing you ever shot was a lot of clouds
A lotta ammo we got 30 minutes worth of rounds
I am not them bitches that’s on Maury I ain’t running out
I know I'ma fuck around and get indicted soon
Cuz everything a nigga rap about be all facts
When they mans got popped they went and bought shirts
When my mans got popped we went and bought straps
These niggas snitchin' and y’all let him get away wit' it
I heard that nigga was okay 'til that K hit 'em
Call this baby chop A.I. how it shake niggas
Every clip hang over here my niggas play different
I need head from yo bitch to get my mood right
Cheese on his head like he just got in a food fight
When you in the streets you gotta learn how to move right
And these niggas don’t be out late like it’s a school night
These niggas lame, that’s why all they do is take L’s
Leave a nigga absent when it ring like the late bell
Always knew how to make money not make friends
When we slide if you don’t wanna die, you better play dead
This nigga said he on my head I just laughed at him
You a shooter and I ain’t dead you must be bad at it
Took a L on strap ain’t in school but I’m back packin'
Fuck my old hoes I’m moving forward ain’t no back trackin'
Pull my pants up, this .40 heavy so I’m back saggin'
I lost focus for a minute but I’m back at it
Fell off, no gangbangin' but I’m back stacking
Like a bitch arguing wit her nigga had to clap at 'em
We all in here strapped like we ziplining
All my niggas stay on go, it ain’t shit stopping
Going broke for these hoes boy look at you
I advise you not to beef wit us if you ain’t bulletproof
Talkin' all that killing shit you gotta show me nigga
Ain’t gotta run to the whip that bitch is on me nigga
Four nickel on me now get to sparkin' at you
This bitch a dog boy don’t let it get to barkin' at you
How these niggas wanna beef but they ain’t got no cheese
Bitch we want all the smoke I ain’t cop no plea
I ain’t never heard these lames man we ain’t got no beef
These niggas broke saying they trappin' they ain’t got no fees
Boy I ain’t gotta put no effort to hit that freak
I feel like HaHa Davis boy this finna be a breeze
Told yo bitch to give me head I had a long day
This choppa prolly make that whip go the wrong way
Nigga come and get yo issue we got baby missiles
They remind me of my son how they rip through tissue
GlockBoyz, see a opp we gon gun em down
And if I miss I'ma turn into DZ and turn around, you hear me