Damn, nigga wanna try me though
Damn
Mm
Yeah
This shit the truth

All these niggas actin' sour (sour)
Niggas wanna try me though (I know it)
Actin' like they don't know (they don't know)
Niggas don't know me no more (they don't love me)
Niggas don't act like no bros (nah)
Niggas really actin' like hoes (hoes)
So you know how it go (how it go)
Switch on your bros, all on the low (brr brr brr)(on the low)
I don't give a fuck about 'em (nah), fuck how these niggas feel (feel)
Nigga really real in the field, nigga keep a steel
Nigga kill or be killed
All these niggas fake for real (I know it)
I'll snatch a nigga grill (swear)
Put some money on ya niggas head
Don't give a fuck 'bout how your family feel (fuck 'em)
Niggas really talkin' 'bout me (talkin')
Niggas talkin' this and that (I know it)
But niggas really scared of me
They talk to 12 niggas turn into a rat (scary ass niggas)
Tryna feed the whole block, make sure the gang eat (gang)
Ever since I started rappin'
'Lot of niggas ain't been the same to me (why you actin' like that?)
I don't really trust these niggas
Couple niggas, yeah, my brothers (fuck 'em)
Couple brothers crossed me out
So when I catch 'em down bad I'ma bust 'em (know that)
Yeah, nigga, yeah it's fuck you (fuck you)
RIP to yeah, my brother (?)
Yeah, ain't sideways on shit, ain't never changin' colors (yeah)
PDE, yeah that's 4L (4L), murder gang bitch to death (to death)
Keep these guns on my waist (yeah)
I'll shoot your ass to death (death)
.45 watch it melt (melt), know I keep a coolie on me (coolie)
I ain't playin' with you dog, two guns I keep two shooters, homie

Yeah, slimeball, bitch
Y'all niggas trippin' dawg like, (yeah) huh, I don't
I don't really be stuntin'
Shit, I really just be like smoke my weed and shit
Paradise nigga
You sendin' out, you know what I mean, like (young nigga, yeah)
I really be tryna get me some money everyday
But motherfuckers be just like
Wanna fuck with me, or do somethin' to my people, or
You know what I mean?
Or just somethin'
Just, that's involvin' me
And I be on some chill shit
But when I don't be on some chill shit
They be actin' like I'm on some lame shit (you already know)
I don't know
You ain't with me then fuck you
Simple as that, jack
Fuck these folks, folks that ain't never loved you (?)
Yeah, slimey motherfucka

It's only one way, Slimeball part, nigga (yeah)
And that's up, nigga (yup, know that)
I ain't goin' down, nigga
So, you know what I mean? (uh)

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Writer(s): Jamaal Talib Henry, Masamune Kudo, Quantavious Thomas