Halloween

These scary ass niggas call em halloween Either you real or you fake ain’t no in between Hip hop that’s me let me intervene I ain’t tripping off the clout or being on the scene Cause we going kill them with success feb the best I ain’t holding shit in getting it off my chest I’m tired of niggas taking my music for granted When every other rapper sound the same or being standard listen You got one more time To be cut throat and try to steal my shine Whole city full of crabs getting caught up doing crime They need to free my nigga jee and all the real doing time yes My bitch proud of what her momma gave her Big mouth she go low like a denominator I’m tired of looking out and nobody returns the favor I’m steady adding every thing on my calculator Let’s take it back like black rob Early 2000s when niggas was twisting door knobs Always want to critique but nobody wanna help do the job Niggas always bluffing and talking shit just like one eye rob I know you not going do it I know you not going pull the trigger The only thing you pull is these bitches that’s fucking for swishers