My Little Stoley

Text messages how I get everything done They ain't done shit, so it's been zero to one In the 103 it's hella cold we barely see the sun I'm just hopin' the Lord forgive me for everything I've done I made a mess and only disrespect My mama doesn't know what's comin' next And I'm not leavin' again but give my freedom back It's like I just got outta county but I'm countin' bands When they lock me up, I'll hit a lick when I get back I gotta keep my streak goin cause they can't take my ass F*ck a pass, see a buster, then get on his ass Seat belts bitch we strapped ho we never lack If I shoot I ain't missin' bitch f*ck my competition Bitch this is a skit my life a movie not a compilation Bitch hit the blunt and then lay down, stop the complications And I'ma keep it all pushin' but shit, am I gon' make it? Don't give a f*ck, though, I'm still kickin' back doors Knock on the front door then run to the back and blow We straight up stop, don't slow down don't make it obvious bro The headlights turned off then they heard a pop n us go They police tryda stop the car, but this a Hellcat After the cop blinked his headlights, that's when we did the dash On the side of a cliff, mobbin' wus scarier than that All my homies on probation, we all still carry a strap Yes, this solo is a Hellcat We some ghetto niggas, don't wanna pay for that Don't gotta run out the store, we got our shit in our pants My mama don't trust me with money, so I get it with my mans