Bummy Flows 2.0

Bro might not even up his strap he still a beat a nigga ass I be way too high to tussle you'll get shot when I'm on this gas Probably need to slow it down mama say we livin' too fast He crushed a perc up in his drank, he just poured a duce and a half He been broke his whole life wouldn't know what to do with a bag Real killer won't think twice goin' with his move for some cash Know my Mama tried her best can't blame shit on how I was raised Smith & Wesson always on me probably take that to my grave And this shit ain't for no picture try to take somethin' you get sprayed Think it's sweet til we in all black hopping out with them K's This lil bitch think I can change but I'm just too stuck in my ways Talked to God, he said "Yo soul already dead it cant be saved" Had to be God that shook me back last year I almost went insane Spin his block you know we tried to kill that boy but he got grazed Now the glock got a switch, back then the firing pin was shaved You put yo trust in that bitch oh no not me I can't get played And my young niggas too brave, they the ones do all the slidin' Niggas cap on Instagram, but they the ones do all the dyin' You need dope I can supply it, I can mail it or I can drive it These bitches they gettin too nosey I might turn my page private I got youngins with maniac minds waiting for the spazz And that first line ain't a brag I really pray for 'em bad They might do it on the love and still pop out to a bag Talkin' glad bags stuffed full of funky but ain't no trash And my whip fast I might just get little if I mash it Before I had it my hit list was still full of the baddest Talkin' pressure but press a nigga bout pussy nigga never I'm just trying to find his main line and fit her into my schedule Rather late night like letterman not in the morning like Drake And my rifle a F&N I don't ride around with dracs I do ride around with glocks and might go out in a blaze But just know before I go I was trying to hit his face Still put racks away it might not be me need to fight a case Up a cool ticket it's crazy it all started with a play Six figure nigga and I don't even walk around with cash And that last line was a brag bitch Hu$tle get to a bag aye