Lyrics Unreleased - Guala

You ain't really eating, come and get you a P
Lil niggas mad cause these niggas starvin
I ain't with the cap, I feel that shit weak
How you a real nigga, but you flaugin?
Fuck the lay-up, Ima take the 3
All this damn Zaza got a nigga coughing
If he try to reach, he get crossed like Khari
Go hard in the paint, nigga no Waka
Them diamonds ain't shinning, that shit look cheap
How a nigga say its gold, but we know it's Copper
I feel like Future, the fuck is a drought?
I'm still passing out lean like the doctors
How the lil nigga say he want a deal
But on a regular day he don't even cop shit
Take a nigga down nigga fuck all that plotting
GoldBills on my back nigga no Versace

This just the surface, this shit get deep
I ain't Coppin no Pumas, Yeezy's on my feet
I feel like Kodak Black, I'm deep in these streets
When that new music gone drop?
They waiting on the 'lease
I feel like Q-Money, I like my shit neat
I don't want that shit nigga if its leased
Trackhawk lil bitch nigga, not a Jeep
How he got his hand out? Nigga he a leach

This just the surface, this shit get deep
I ain't Coppin no Pumas, Yeezy's on my feet
I feel like Kodak Black, I'm deep in these streets
When that new music gone drop?
They waiting on the 'lease
I feel like Q-Money, I like my shit neat
I don't want that shit nigga if its leased
Trackhawk lil bitch nigga, not a Jeep
How he got his hand out? Nigga he a leach