What's It Gonna Be

I came from cutting corners sneaking mobbing in the snow He moving carefully he don't know if he'll make it home Maple leaf got pounds of green I'm smoking till I meet the lord He a hoe? we pull his card Take off his head scrape up the floor I'm straight from under Coming straight out the gutta (what I say) I aint them other niggas I can't f*ck with you funny niggas (no holly) I aint have no silver spoon I aint have nothing nigga Now I got something nigga Coming straight from under Can't get a verse if I know you gone pay low Talk out ya neck I got hitters on payroll Bougie lil bitch she gone f*ck when I say so Sending 100 you folks better lay low Whatever you with bitch just know that I'm with it She told me I'll miss her I told her good riddance I got me a girl and we f*ck up the linen My niggas hop out with that chopper extended I could never tell on my gang Ima soldier I'm the best finna walk out this state and I know it If he think that he stepping on me Ima roll em I like all my bad bitches dark like a cola What to say when we walk on the scene with that fire Them 762's finna f*ck up his mind Take a flick with a stick then we cropping him out You fucking around you gone find out What's it gonna be Can I change your mind (your mind) How far you wanna go till you realize that I (can't hide) Rolling up pounds of the dough F*ck it I need me some more Light it up ash hit the floor Hundred I stashed in the wall I can't trust a soul I learned that from my father As if I didn't already know He used to play sports then he turned to a robber And now he just ready to blow I came from struggling and hustling was down bad was scraping the pot One parent household he did what he could, but we didn't have a lot On and off thoughts and I wonder if music my passion or not On and off thoughts and I wonder if love is worth having or not He bleeds red but cripping cripping Off that lean I'm sipping sipping Blue bankroll it got me limping Scream f*ck twelve less he from Memphis Saying how long would it take to reach the top of the mountain I remember niggas doubting, I remember niggas clowning me So what's it gonna be Can I change your mind (your mind) How far you wanna go till you realize that I (can't hide) Big racks stuffed in my jeans what I'm chasing I'm needing it now I can't f*ck with the patience I'm recording myself nigga shout out to Mason went from basic to bougie shit shout out to laces Got some blood on my shoes just from stepping on faces You loyal but switched? nigga you sounding crazy Gotta stop on the weed it be making me lazy These niggas be talking but it never phase me It's gone be some gun shaking, bone breaking when I shoot ladadadada It's gone be some gun shaking bone breaking when I shoot ladadada ladadadadada