No Motives

I wanna move out to Cali I think that's the only place I can be happy I was just fucking this bitch Wit a nigga She nasty was calling daddy Never had rap for these nigga I'm savage they pussy I'm killing Em sadly Steady be talking that shit On the twitter They know that it's up if they at me I just turned 20 I'm bouta get rich as bitch They gone think I know magic I'm wit the mob And we be with the shits If we slide on ya gang it get tragic He was just tuff on the gram In his captions Now he got pics in a casket Slid on the ops now they dead And we laughing Young nigga fly as Aladdin Youngin got money His mom need a crib But he ain't spending checks On these hoes I got a feeling this year gone be Good It's okay if we starting it slow I drop a bag on my niggas Ain't shit without them Gotta take of bros I'm cutting bitches Who slow down the riches They force me I taking a toll Don't make me mad or I'm getting you gone Claiming you catching these flights To the spital we getting you flown I'm paranoid So I stay wit a chrome They say that I'm doing the most I gotta heart But it's made out of stone Just trust me this shit a get cold Make a promise We gone wack You If you boys get bold When I die I need a statue I then one they chose You might see we throw up 3 But i Rock wit them 4s If today I'm in my bag Then imma pour up more If these niggas make me mad Them imma up the score Bitch I'm straight from One fourteen so I'm a fuckin slore Every whip be super clean On shit you can't afford We the boys who hop on flights When we get fucking bored Out LA in telsa Tryn ghost ride the bitch But I macked I aint trippin off nothing I Got sick of these bitches So I went and got me a sack Now these bitches be blushing I'm trynna gas the lil bitch Told the bitch Ima cop her a Beamer But really was bluffing She wan be relationship goals And do YouTube I just told the lil bitch I ain't into that cuffin We apply pressure pressure boy You not a pressure boy Already know that you Fronting You disrespectful To niggas That be in the trenches And came up from nothing These niggas pussy They know what it is When they see us We hop on niggas they running You wanted beef with the Gang Now it's static We show no mercy get treated like nothing DICKHEAD