Back to Rap (feat. RLS J.Dot)

Sredna made the beat go Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now? Things I know Everybody 'round me just be here for show Don't trust what they say it just be so or so I don't know Gotta watch my friends 'cause they might turn to foes I'm straight off that block, I grew up throwing 4's Niggas wanna fight, we come through throwing bows We got hella pipes, the whole gang got a pole Stilo that's my slime he come through wipe ya nose Like for real for real my love don't be reciprocated You was my dawg, you was my slime, and then you started hating I gave it time, I gave it time, but I got tired of waiting I ran out of patience, take it how you take it If it ain't 'bout no money, bitch don't hit my fucking phone Don't text me 'bout no bitch I don't f*ck no more, we too grown My girl in her feelings, she want me to watch my tone She don't call me Jaydo she ain't like these other hoes She ain't like these other hoes I can f*ck your bitch just by the smell of my cologne My cologne I can f*ck your bitch just by the smell of my cologne Drop the top and knock his head off Leave his block and we gon' lay 'em out Leave his block and we gon' air it out Hit his block and we gon' lay 'em out Hit his block and we gon' lay 'em out He said it then but he can't say it now I ain't want his bitch she got a head count Niggas think they tough 'cause they got dreads now Okay cut the cap, this ain't back to back Bitch this back to rap, but I ain't coming back If I leave the game, no I ain't coming back, yeah If I leave the game, no I ain't coming back, yeah Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now? Sredna made the beat go