12am on Labadie

Everybody nigga F*ck these niggas F*ck KiD too Really f*ck KiD cuz he a bitch (Sip out my cup) And when I said Lil Josh I was talkin bout Heso Cuz Lil Josh made this beat so it ain't f*ck him Yeah I got a white girl pullin up with some percs I need a couple Cause lately I ain't been tryna hurt Make it a double She pull up to the trenches where she don't really got business But I break her off some digits just to supplement her troubles I always knew that it would turn out like this Back when we was in Baden just tryna catch us a glimpse And then we took it to Kayla's Twenty deep in Kilo basement Niggas was never complacent That's where the story begins I Started making creations Mama said go get a gig I told her try to be patient She told me get out her crib I told her ma I'm gon make it They praying for me to slip But I can't let niggas take me this thirty stick on my hip And I can't let niggas break me You taught me how not to bend My daddy left us and you taught me everything that he didn't I took a left and then I jumped into the streets as a jit I had to learn a couple lessons I took them on the chin My losses only made me better I'll take that as a win Lately I been feeling so restless I been dreaming bout Slim Double cup and it's full of medicine It's up to the rim If I finish this whole beverage I might over sip And I ain't giving no hoes leverage they know what it is Once we f*ck Take yo phone out how much is that Uber Plus You gotta go home now and I no I don't mean to rush As soon as she goes down another one coming up I'm putting my phone down and picking it right back up The perky kicking in now I feel that shit in my gut I'm finna get really stuck I really don't give no f*ck About what niggas be saying bout me Go and get some bucks I got niggas who ain't playing bout me They'll shoot it up And that's when I say so I would tell you bout some shit but I can't the case open Swerving lanes in that thang with some drank on me Smoke a eighth to the face This shit stank don't it I count pape everyday till I can't hold it Stack it up in a safe till we can't close it Niggas hate It's okay we living what they wanted So I kinda understand I'll prolly hate me to if I was on my ass I'll prolly hate me too if my records was trash I'll prolly hate me too if I was broker than the nigga that I went to school with and he just Fuckin' rap They don't know that I started my label They don't know all I brought to the table They don't know all the blood and the sweat and the tears that go in when you making Creations