TakeAway

I'm in some black get up If they ask me how I'm feeling I feel that nigga If they ask me how I'm drillin don't speak on that nigga Don't lump me in the same group as rap niggas I might leave wit 50 bags Leave the mall hit up Gotta put me on a poster I'm off the wall wit it Just know if you coming over I'm a dark sipper All these blunts know karate they some hard hitters Mmmm Don't let me fadeaway They said there was no path on this road we on We made away Some people can't see the bigger picture Is the takeaway I learned that keeping it in my jeans is the safer way Been plottin on the day to day I'm in my bag Bout 115 down the interstate I do the dash Know that they been waiting on me Gotta get there fast Had a single styrie in my hand but I doubled up I feel like the winning lotto way I put these numbers up My initials QB but in the field I punt it up Heard they last album turned over like they fumbled up I don't like the club But if I'm there Know I'm cutting up If u lame-o rapper need some bangers you should come to us Imean we be them niggas wit the wave on em right I go out and random hoes just wave at him right That's the same kid wit the fade and the waves on em right Yes to everything All the above Know some girls from TCNJ that call me a bust Know some ghetto bitches from the block call me a dub If you see me with the game I got a ring Forever tied to this Need my people wherever I go I brought the mob to this Niggas call this killa shit My nigga I hit my bop to this Ribbon on my shirt The Littest Nigga On The Continent I know they ain't dead for real It's kinda like they body is I mean they sleep on me I'm positive You ain't up when the roosters crow Don't get too cocky then Got a routine I line em up and then I shlotty them Yup I'm with the team I'm with that squaddy shit okay I'm with some bitches I'm with that shiesty shit okay I'm with the killers I'm with that shotta shit okay I line em up and then I shlotty them