Connected (Prod by SenseiN3SS)

If they said that they ain’t fuckin’ with Cass Then they ain’t probably mean nothin’ to Cass And they ain’t feeling how I’m feeling Little homies see my foot on the gas Ain’t got the time to put my foot in they ass ‘Cause they ain’t dealing how I’m dealing Two albums and I’m still in the booth Speak knowledge they don’t listen to truth They gonn’ probably say you trippin’ Some people throw your mind off track ‘Cause you ain’t really have your mind on that And then you probably end up slippin’ If they said that they ain’t fuckin’ with Cass Then they ain’t probably mean nothin’ to Cass And they ain’t feeling how I’m feeling Little homies see my foot on the gas Ain’t got the time to put my foot in they ass ‘Cause they ain’t dealing how I’m dealing Two albums and I’m still in the booth Speak knowledge they don’t listen to truth They gonn’ probably say you trippin’ Some people throw your mind off track ‘Cause you ain’t really have your mind on that And then you probably end up slippin’ Lot of shit talking No legit talking People pissed off When you the youngest shit poppin’ She ‘gonn switch topics When she know she switched on you That’s why I don’t trust bitches Youngin’ go and get money Got a play run it Keep that shit a hundred Even when the shit get sticky We ‘gonn make it Shit is coming I can sell an onion I can make it double When I made that shit triple Told my nigga they in trouble Hottest in my section Really make it bubble Tell my momma that I miss her And my daughter that I love you Dying for this shit I’m throwing knuckles in a scuffle With the devil running plays With all his demons in a huddle Girl you know I love you But I can never trust you ‘Cause to her I’m just a rapper And she’s messing with a couple Sorry I can only f*ck you Stuff you never cuff you ‘Cause to her I’m just a rapper And she’s messing with a couple If they said that they ain’t fuckin’ with Cass Then they ain’t probably mean nothin’ to Cass And they ain’t feeling how I’m feeling Little homies see my foot on the gas Ain’t got the time to put my foot in they ass ‘Cause they ain’t dealing how I’m dealing Two albums and I’m still in the booth Speak knowledge they don’t listen to truth They gonn’ probably say you trippin’ Some people throw your mind off track ‘Cause you ain’t really have your mind on that And then you probably end up slippin’ If they said that they ain’t fuckin’ with Cass Then they ain’t probably mean nothin’ to Cass And they ain’t feeling how I’m feeling Little homies see my foot on the gas Ain’t got the time to put my foot in they ass ‘Cause they ain’t dealing how I’m dealing Two albums and I’m still in the booth Speak knowledge they don’t listen to truth They gonn’ probably say you trippin’ Some people throw your mind off track ‘Cause you ain’t really have your mind on that And then you probably end up slippin’