Selfish

Nigga don't want no smoke with me cause they know I'm inhaling If they ever play with me I probably wouldn't be wealthy Ride around with three felons hardly ever clean Gotta take the whip and detail it You ain't never seen what I seen These niggas be jealous Remember eating p jelly F*ck around and make me kill you Now I'm back with three cellys You ain't never want to turn the little homies up How could you be selfish certain Shit wasn't ready for but still I had to be ready I gotta watch for the snakes That be in the grass that shit there be deadly I be having these racks all on me Why the f*ck I need credit Fell in love with the grind Got a 30 with your name on it You know these niggas slime So you know I keep that thang on me Promise to make it rain on you I just want to live I done lost so many homies thinking about it Give me chills Dealing with all this pain Told the doctor give me pills I don't want shit from a bitch The only thing just keep it real But it is What it is And I live how I live Ain't nobody give me nothing So nothing I got to give Underground king I'm pimpin you C I'm trill Mama lost her job I had to go pay the bills All my niggas eating I'm steady preparing meals Thinking about the struggle I wonder and shed tears Nigga paranoid got me thinking of feds here I got Rico on my mind Got me wishing to dead here And I'm never scared yeah I just keep my head up Call me John Durst I'm just getting my bread up Nigga steady talking Its f*ck what they said, bruh I had to switch lanes on they ass and sped up Put my pain in a song In the rain all alone They told me not to bring it but I came with the chrome Try not to overthink it but the perks got me gone I got it out the streets I don't see nothing wrong Nigga don't want no smoke with me cause they knowI'm inhaling If they ever play with me I probably wouldn't be wealthy Ride around with three felons hardly ever clean Gotta take the whip and detail it You ain't never seen what I seen These niggas be jealous Remember eating p jelly F*ck around and make me kill you Now I'm back with three cellys You ain't never want to turn the little homies up How could you be selfish certain Shit wasn't ready for but still I had to be ready