Swear To God (STG)

The littest nigga in my city man I swear to god Remember I was broke as hell I used to pray to god I never had no 9-5 I couldn't keep a job My niggas made them fake accounts to find a way to rob And f*ck the hate I just adapted to the shit And f*ck the law I hit the trap and got it lit I'm tryna ball I feel like Patrick on the knicks And Baby I been on the road I'm taking trips Free my brother feds got em in that shit They used to tell me I won't make it far but now I'm in the mix I'm taking flights to get the bag I'm taking risks Groupie bitches tryna get all in my pics I used to go to school with 7 in my socks At 3oclock I doubled up and hit the block I lost my niggas pour out liquor f*ck a shot I'm tryna reach like 7 figures before I drop It's suavebaby there ain't shit I feel I gotta prove to niggas You needa know I'm antisocial I ain't tryna kool with niggas Shawty tryna give me brain like shawty went to school with niggas I'm tryna flood the team with ice you'd probably think a cooler hit us I swear to god I seen a lot of bodies drop My circle small I know a lotta niggas plot I'm really tryna make a Milly for my pops No milly but I'm getting shiggy on ya block The littest nigga in my city man I swear to god Remember I was broke as hell I used to pray to god I never had no 9-5 I couldn't keep a job My niggas made them fake accounts to find a way to rob And f*ck the hate I just adapted to the shit And f*ck the law I hit the trap and got it lit I'm tryna ball I feel like Patrick on the knicks Baby I been on the road I'm taking trips I put my heart in every verse this shit ain't cap nigga I should've never showed no love to all you wack niggas I just be rhyming when I speak I ain't no rap nigga I made my plug a lotta bands flipping packs nigga They tell me imma be a star I'm like I been a star They tryna give me some advice that ain't take at all The police always on my ass soon as they see my car I know they want me in that system but I'm taking off Remember They ain't wanna walk with me She wanna ride remember she ain't wanna talk to me I taught myself I'm my own tutor ain't no coaching me Was chasing money lately moneys been approaching me You niggas jokes to me Lately I can't tell you if it's love or it's hate The hate been feeling real but the love really fake Tryna move into a crib you gotta buzz at the gate And I'm from New York they show me love in every state The littest nigga in my city man I swear to god Remember I was broke as hell I used to pray to god I never had no 9-5 I couldn't keep a job My niggas made them fake accounts to find a way to rob And f*ck the hate I just adapted to the shit And f*ck the law I hit the trap and got it lit I'm tryna ball I feel like Patrick on the knicks And Baby I been on the road I'm taking trips