Clean Off

Time goin' by, my circle's shrinkin', say im acting shady Askin' me why I don't come over, shit, I gotta baby Knowin' them choppers raise up if they talk bout my lady Bullets crack we done laced em, scrape them up off the pavement I'm swervin', sippin' out the sprite bottle, I'm bout to lean off We caught him lacking in the daytime, he took the beam off He talkin' like he really bout it, but that nigga seem soft He movin' like he really steppin', big bro, knock him clean off We make them bullets spin, that bitch gon' break the wind and make you bleed Girl im just tryna win, I don't want you to go, you what I need Take my pain tuck it in, never put my emotions on my sleeve You think I had a prescription, the way I'm rollin' up this weed I'm gettin' straight to the money, I'm checkin' out I tried to chill on la Bruh, he won't shut his mouth Never needed a chopper, bitch we'll bang it out And we known for stakin' it out, ski mask and vacant houses I heard these niggas movin' funny, switchin' sides, they talkin' bout teaming up You'll never need a barber shop, come catch this fade, this chopper clean you up You better switch it up, cause you gon' lose your head talkin' bout beef with us Yeah, you might lose your dreads talkin' bout beef with us And you might lose a leg talkin' bout beef with us Luh cuzz he off the meds, he out his head, but keep his heater tucked He watchin out for feds, stuck on that bread, don't know who he can trust He swear that he can never trust, but still he just want somebody to love on Time goin' by, my circle's shrinkin', say im acting shady Askin' me why I don't come over, shit, I gotta baby Knowin' them choppers raise up if they talk bout my lady Bullets crack we done laced em, scrape them up off the pavement I'm swervin', sippin' out the sprite bottle, I'm bout to lean off We caught him lacking in the daytime, he took the beam off He talkin' like he really bout it, but that nigga seem soft He movin' like he really steppin', big bro, knock him clean off We make them bullets spin, that bitch gon' break the That bitch gon' break the wind, that ho gon' make him move, gon' make him groove I try to hold it in, I say I'm rollin' one, but rollin' two Rollin' round tinted up we hoppin' out with sticks, like what it do Streets gettin' wicked, walkin' around with sticks City gettin' vicious, but they don't wanna listen