sillyme

I'm riding for my niggas and there really isn't many I'm from the town, when it's going down, it us against the whole city Tulsa to the bone, this my home, forever getting litty Representing from 61 to the motherfucking nitty Got a chain on my neck, now niggas jealous and they envy Snakes in the grass, mad, act and pretend to be friendly Slide in trackhawk and hemi, glock talk with a semi nigga caught you lacking up at Denny's Breakfast than break fast, nigga on the street without a late pass Flexing with 500, in my sleep I can make that In 3 months, my verses will be costing niggas 8 stacks Caught 6 bodies piled up over nothing just to keep it a stack Money bands standing to the ceiling while I'm chilling You constant bitching about the villain, hating how I'm living Good, Johnny remain different, beat stay hitting But y'all know when it comes to this rap shit, I ain't quitting Because I got drank by the pint, dro by the pound Niggas know what I'm talm bout when I say it's goin dine Doing doubts on your block, just know John is showing out Your bitch wanna f*ck my car, you know I'm holding na Because I got drank by the pint, dro by the pound Niggas know what I'm talm bout when I say it's goin dine Doing doubts on your block, just know John is showing out Your bitch wanna f*ck my car, you know I'm holding na