BustDown

(I'm in this bitch with my chains on)
Bust down me a ap, so now that bitch be flooded

I can't joke cause the situation funny
Take them cuffs off, and I put on a rollie

I drove a bentley (Bentayga) the police thought I stole it
Bitch we up now, I was broke as fuck down
In traffic thickest tillys, finna bustdown
I miss my dawg (Atm) he had it in traffic, he in court now
We ain't gotta serve a junky, we gon tour, towns
Remember days with 50 cent, all a nigga had

I put up a check, got the last laugh
Now I turn the corner, all they air gasp

In the Mercedes or Bentley go so fast, crash
I'm jumping through them hoops, I know my angels got me
I'm looking through the scope, I see you niggas plotting
Every second to a hour, ima make a dollar
It ain't pleasant when the pain overcome the logic
Chasing fame ain't in my sentence, ima chase a comma
And it's strange, how these bitches fucking for a come up
Ima hit the bank, gotta withdraw a hundred thousand
Buy my bitch a berkin, she deserve it, cause she kept it modest
Shit ain't been the same since them niggas died
I ain't been the same since I really cried
You know you a real nigga when you let it out
Wasn't enough room, too many bitches, couldn't pick em out
Had to smash in a bigger house
We gone do some different, I'ma Gucci the summer
We gone heat it up, we gone fuck in the sauna
Pouring champagne on yo body it's like three some you horny

Ima getting money nigga she gone fuck if she wanna
(Ya, yaie)

Bust down me a a. p, so now that bitch be flooded

I can't joke cause the situation funny
Take them cuffs off, and I put on a rollie

I drove a bentley (Bentayga) the police thought I stole it
Bitch we up now, I was broke as fuck down
In traffic thickest tillys, finna bustdown
I miss my dawg (Atm) he had it in traffic, he in court now

We ain't gotta serve a junky, we gon tour, towns
(Ya, yaie)

We gone do some different, ima Gucci the summer
We gone heat it up, we gone fuck in the sauna
Pouring champagne on yo body, it's like three some you horny

Ima getting money nigga, she gone fuck if she wanna
(Ya, yaie)

Through the success, I stayed impressed, for all you niggas capping
I invested, I ain't careless, ima make it happen
I spent ten racks on my chain, so they know the rapper
Hating shit contagious my circle subtracted
No remorse this passion (I'm a make it out the streets)
Doing all that snitching, yapping (Gone be dead in a week)
She gone fuck for status (Can't get rich up off of me)
Slept on the floor and couches (Move in my condo next week)
I was blinded by hatred, couldn't see nothing else
It was people that looked after me, instead of self
Promise ima make sure you got it all and nothing left
Ima call my hittas, play with my niggas, than we gotta step
When my nigga got killed he couldn't blast in time
Had to bury him with hits on his flash drive
This ain't all for me, we put in damn time
Told me we gone make it out and be all fine
Why this shit had to be you, you damn lied
Why this shit had to be you, you damn lied
So for you I fuck two bitches at the same time
One for you and one for me, our spirits intertwine (Ya yaie)
Bust down me a ap, so now that bitch be flooded
I can't joke cause the situation funny
Take them cuffs off, and I put on a rollie
I drove a bentley (Bentayga), the police thought I stole it
Bitch we up now, I was broke as fuck down
In traffic thickest tillys, finna bustdown
I miss my dawg (Atm) he had it in traffic, he in court now
We ain't gotta serve a junky, we gon tour, towns