Theories (feat. Elroy & Metron xx)

On my knees greatful to God for times like this Even at my lowest I could still afford a whip I take rhythm to the street With every bar I spit Whispers in the wind a lyrical decree Uh yeah suck a nigga dick or something She told she was on her way , I hope she coming. Bitch you know that shit was coming I hold her told her your niggas running Niggas fold like cookout plate they ain't tough they just spitting Down bad on my lonely then I came up now you miss me Pulled up on this niggas put a chase on those who diss me We gon pull up with the bosses we just came out for some big deals Expensive pain I don't care what a hoe says Verses rich like the soil I'm the king of toxic love I ain't gonna fall Kanye got my love Fraud gotta stop Hiroshima with the bomb Feeling down today but I'd be better Tomorrow. Love my homies down to death bitch I ain't talking homo. Counting all these guala bitch We finna raise the big score ain't no disco I'm still hoods I'm still moving with my witnesses If you ain't talkin about that money you pussy ass Nigga Throttle hard on that Tonka boy it's big flexing Twin Perkies twin glocks twin big benzes My homies bomb for fun 4 4matic engine roar Knock knock who is at the door The plug gotta come Party never stop Her head game was a flop And her ponytail blonde No cape but we finna rescue You ain't gotta sneeze but baby imma bless you She told me she a hard girl I said hell you Baby tell me what this pretty face girl can do Shawty got her insides ran up like a train station. I won't fall for all this thoty she my main station I'm Tryna feed my nation we be on that gain ration I ain't fold under no pressure ya insane passion Came back to my main bitch got the sides feelings crushed Stayed down till I came up and the gold was absurd conspired out of jealousy got my girl thinking wrong Standing tall on business big guala can't keep up All my pocket full and my homies at the top All my bank read in Mille all 7figure fizzy I got no AMG just two whip and my meat I found my peace may the melody increase This niggas can't beat me I be in my space a lot I'm famous but I'm hidden smoking Zaza leaves I'm geeked alot Took lean cup in the kitchen not mixing money and bitches Me and my niggas we ain't snitches for this riches