GOTTA GET UP OUT MY CITY

One day I gotta get up out my city Stack my bread up I'm talking' bout them benjis Riding too fast, it feel like a hemi And you know I keep a glock and a semi Cause I know some bitch ass niggas wanna kill me Cause I'm getting money and a bad bitch with me If that nigga run up on me, ima bust his dome And ima keep on going hard till I'm dead and gone They don't know me, but they finna know me If you think you hard, then you gotta show me Cause I ain't got no friends, man, my gun my homie And you think I'm by myself, but I ain't lonely I used to f*ck with niggas, but they all phony They say they street niggas, but they ain't getting no money I'm laughing at them niggas, while I'm counting my hunnids Cause they broke as f*ck, and you know I'm on it You can plot on me, but it won't see through I keep them automatics in my rear view When this AR go to firing, it's gon' hit you Yeah I got some problems, and it's now y'all issue I swear these pussy niggas act like some bitches Then when the smoke is up, then they go to snitching Shit so petty how niggas want attention Y'all will do whatever just to fuckin envy One day I gotta get up out my city Stack my bread up and talking about them benjis Ridin too fast, it feel like a Hemi And you know I keep a glock and a semi Cause I know some bitch ass niggas wanna kill me Cause I'm getting money and a bad bitch with me If that nigga run up on ima bust his dome And ima keep on going hard till I'm dead and gone