Came Far

She chose up We went far Got a bad thick snow In my car She just wanna see A nikka Livin large You fuckin wit the real All them otha nikkaz fraud Watt I told Dope dick giver I’m in her ovaries Nikkaz talk behind my back But ain’t approachin me I keep a heat 9mm green tracer beam Make a quick transaction Then I bleed scene Headed to the top I’m omw Stackin all this money Nikkaz tryna see Then Better days Fake ass homie I can never relate Out here on my dolo shit Dodgin all the snakes Idk you nikkaz But you hate me I got it out the mud No scam Ming Oh you out here Pimpin Yea iight p None of that Lil nikka shit Ever excited me Stackin dough Building credit Still gettin to it Nikkaz lummy Had to do it Couldn’t be a loser I’m gettin dubs Sittin back Chillin in Jaccuzzi hope out Me n my bitch kill the pussy Airmax Balmane’s White tee Gold chains FMG the label BHW (dub) the gang We ain’t the same always in the cut know I’m humble You was just on top Tell me how did you fumble Best smoke Comin out the west coast Winter time Jordan’s Match the tommy coat didn’t wanna f*ck Just wanted the throat Sent you on yo way You thought it was hope Can’t believe that crosses yo mind Must be Smokin dope I stay in my grind I can’t go broke Everybody out here cappin Fake it till you make it Nah Bitch I make shit happen