silly nigga

i don't wanna flex cause they hating on me i rather keep my money on my mind is where i be i hate to sit and talk about some shit i never did these nigga always talking like they have it on they hips and when you come outside your hood and then we play for keeps i know you think am crazy thats a shout-out to my dreams i like to keep it big steady sipping on lyn keep the money so close they'll think he was my twin fuck these other niggas and these bitches in between clear the whole place up there's blood on scene if you flip it up and double it you'll learn a couple things my niggas all red you'll know we fuckin kings. blessed in all lyricals its like we singing hyms froms the old day wash my blood off in sins i think of blaming God or the colour of my skin if i make another mill its a win win for me but if i go to jail then its probably history for me surround myself with less of family and more of drills show you how it feels when you come out of the trenchs mixed with toxic friends thats probably how it blends in before you know it a nigga in tha streets like he was linked-in cellphone ringing all bitches singing thrift shop we robing it police cap we shooting in catch a silly nigga on tha block then he loosing it