Bodega
Mir Fontane
3:13I know a nigga caught a body and he never shot again I know a rapper that got jumped he never spun that block again I know a opp got he just hit last week, He just got shot again They ain't check us at the front you know I got my rocket in ct the Pool Party Mask off, (Shooters in the vehicle) Team rocket Blast off, (Sparking shit like Pikachu) I don't pop no pills because I know that make me dangerous Pop star to these bitches but them boys know not to play wit us They say the good die young Guess ima demon in the flesh I know Bloods from out New York, Got niggas banging in the west Niggas turning smoke to fashion they got polyester vests She just told me “i ain't shit” I stopped responding to her texts Big Fontane I feel like Gucci Mane when I put on my chains Shine like Sun, Bitch I'm ballin out On point like Cameron Payne Glocks wit 30, know this mack hold 10 we back to war again Know when money get to piling up them problems pouring in I'm wit Twin If he can't get in ain't no one gettin in Cut my homie off I caught em puttin' needles in his skin Just got off the phone wit bro he fighting demons in the pen I know every prayer ain't good for me when niggas say amen cmen Don't wanna smoke no mo' Don't wanna pour no mo' Can't go back to being broke no no' Got my mind on overload Overload, Uh yea, overload Uh yea, overload Uh yea, overload Overload Overload Yea overload Yea mm mmm They just found my bro inside a Telly said he overdose Why the ones that leave me tend be the ones I love the most I seen killers turn they life around and catch the Holy Ghost Niggas say they love me look at them like they Pinocchio Maraconi Tony but the hoes call me cntonio She gon' give me pussy on the strength of my portfolio Niggas talking like they really know me, they don't know me tho FN sings like SZc, Choppa dance like Lil Romeo Bougie bitch, Used to hang wit Floyd n Lil Tunechi's bitch cin't by her a bag now she wan argue over stupid shit We was in the trap back when all Leek played was Ludacris Broke but we was lit, I got so tired of eating Tunafish Yeah, new cmiris you can't guess how much I paid for em New Balencis you can't guess how much I paid for em You do dirt up in the streets you gonna pay for it Don't wanna smoke no mo' Don't wanna pour no mo' Can't go back to being broke no no' Got my mind on overload Overload, Uh yea, overload Uh yea, overload Uh yea, overload Overload Overload Yea overload Yea mm mmm