Qgtm

I’m in Astoria with a bag, and a Asian bitch she bad No I can’t bust my bag that fast, onna lil bitch that shit won’t last Cuz if it don’t last then she gon blast And hop to the next nigga ode fast So i’m on everything in my path Hopped out a hot box straight to the bath Thinking bout the cash while I’m rubbin on ha ass Shawty ride it fast when I fucking after class Pushin on the gas on my way to the lab Stay safe to my niggas who be movin with the gas I know shit hard when ya pockets strapped You hittin these niggas but they ain’t hitting back I’ve been there been there life off track Money on slow, everything wack But now I’m on go, even on the road Heart so cold, never looking back What do you know ? Ya girlfriend a hoe Now you in love, calling her a snack I just wanna go and blow 80 thousand racks Spend it with the brothers while we chilling getting smacked Or take it to the ship’ and cop up on a jag Skerrting to ya chick while you getting mad I was like mike moving like jack You was my Pippen, watching my back Out in the field shit Chiraq We was trained to kill, never here to lack Yea we won 6 had to make it stack Seen a nigga switch, now the boy a rat Spilling on tea, he’s fumbling the bag If he Tell on me, shit gon a wrap How you gonna leave we was gonna last I’m begging like please, they wanna see me tap Telling these lies, and you listen to that Now you is a bum, you never coming back I gave you some love, you ain’t know how to act Alexa play scrubs, put it full blast You moving like a dub but I’m cool with that Just don’t get mad, when I fall back I’m in flushing with bag, bout to cop everything I never had No watching prices, give a f*ck bout the tag Tory lanez at the mall when I’m mad Bout to run me up a bill for like 30, shit on every nigga that did me dirty, No Jehovah but a nigga feel worthy Bout to flip a nigga like my name birdie New York nigga, love to wear jerseys Switching sides, man these niggas be merging To be honest you remind me of Irving Pussy niggas always watching, they lurking Over here we be stacking, We working and they know ain’t stopping like churches Baddie with me, smart as hell she perfect B pendant on her chain, she earned it Like I’m Jordan I came back in 95, so I carry me a 45 Said she only been with two niggas, I’m listening, tell me more lies I don’t like being friends with niggas, and I don’t need more ties My only focus to get chicken nigga, and I want that shit with no sides Big Mac that shit supersize Put a nigga under, scuba dive When I was broke I was too deprived I even used to eat my noodles fried In the ghetto that was how we lived You do whatever just to stay alive Momma only had so much to give I could tell it would hurt her pride I promised her I would get a mill That’s the hunger you seeing that’s in my eyes At 17 I was paying bills And that shit made me realized The truth never gone be televised The government they be telling lies They don’t care bout them ghetto kids Prolly smile when they see em cry My man’s home he just did a bid He don’t even know what did But he smiled when he seen his kid Put him on, now he got a gig Hurt my heart when he smoke a cig Sunny out but he seeing grey He just tryna have a brighter day That shit was hard like his name was ray Hella happy but don’t call him gay Cause I promise he would let it spray Birthday was the start of June, he only made it to the end of May