Cautious
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Yea, Cmon
I blow exotic to cure my feelings
Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings
I do not know them niggas, them niggas just under my post and they don't get the picture
I'm being humble as ever these niggas they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living
Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace
Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase
Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste
That young nigga better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement
I gotta heal from all these scars cause I've been put through war
Mama and daddy had separated I had so many questions like why y'all divorce?
I was only like 13, it was long ago when I had jumped off the porch
They be like why you be rolling that dope so much cause I don't wanna feel no more
Cmon, let's go, yea
We come from the mud but I'm in here with Mud
Bitch always capping not showing no love
You better not play then you catching a slug
4.2 on the 40 run off on the plug
I'm not from Milwaukee I keep it a buck
When I roll a seven that shit not luck
I'm not gone backdown, 7.62, 5.56 they hitting his face he gone pass out
Yea, don't make me mad jn this bitch on my mama, on God imma flash out
Yea, woke up and spent me a bag today felt like I wanna cash out
Cmon, Let's go
I blow exotic to cure my feelings
Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings
I do not know them niggas, them
niggas just under my post and they don't get the picture
I'm being humble as ever these niggas they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living
Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace
Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase
Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste
That young nigga better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement (Gang, the fuck)
Why you keep telling them lies I see all that shit through yo eyes dawg
I'm finna roll me a blunt of exotic and pop me a Tylenol
Fuck is that young nigga talking bout he know how I'm coming I keep me fye when I walk out in public
Imma call my mama you not my cousin
Niggas be cussing and fussing for nothing
Cmon, Let's go, on God (Yia)
My young nigga stay on that block like Drummond, I keep me this
Glock on my hip for my conscious
12 keep pulling me over but I'm riding clean so they cannot find the substance
And I'm in the yo with my brothers, everything come out my mouth is hot like a oven
I blow exotic to cure my feelings
Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings
I do not know them niggas, them niggas just under my post and they don't get the picture
I'm being humble as ever these niggas they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living
Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace
Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase
Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste
That young nigga better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement