How Could You (feat. Ike)
G I think we got one, ayo Jimmy!
How could you hate me boy look where I came from
Still with the same ones
Heard you was plotting thought you was my main one
Well until that day comes ima keep my foot on the neck
Until I get my respect
Until I stack all these checks
Closing my eyes like im dreaming
Thing ass niggas on the side they scheming
Niggas know im the man
From the streets to the mud fucking camp
Pecando we fishin' and moes checks yea they Hittin
My niggas is flipping prescriptions
So listen my nigga
Act up get missing my nigga, my niggas be pulling them triggers
K.B.M.G we running the street we don't need no help so fuck all you niggas
Fuck all you niggas you niggas are softer than muffins niggas
Niggas see me get the running nigga
Me and my gang are more like a gang and yea yea my shooter the drummer nigga
Aint got no time for no bitches unless she tryna make me more money nigga
She belongs to the streets, you treat her like the block how you be hugging nigga
I be with them savages, pull up on ya block and damage it
Cop me a foreign you won't see me crashing it
Hitting ya hoe every morning she looked back and told me my aiming is accurate
Shit is lit like a candle bitch, sinking shit like a battleship
Copped me some work aint no times to play games hoe
Go get the scale and start bagging it
June, im hot like the month, bitch you already know
Told you before, what you told'em
Bitch this is all that I know, riiiiiight
I could care less bout the hoe, riiiiight
Still got ya hoe doing shows, riiiight
She loves what I do,
Nigga fuck you and ya crew
Snipers is with me they ready to shoot
Young David blane make a nigga go poooff!!!!
Im the chosen one
Ride through there streets in a stolen one
My finger itching im fin put a hole in one
Don't care if you with ya youngest or oldest one
You wanna talk about all them nights, I can tell you bout my coldest one
Mattress sitting on the floor
But crazy how I would still fuck on ya bitch
Momma at work, daddy in jail
I followed his foot steps im in the cell
Im calling my niggas to chip in for bail
Block going crazy they giving'em hell
Fighting wit shorty she asked if I loved her
I tell her bitch where my pictures in the mail
How could you hate me I came from the back blocks
So give me my damn prop
Ike in here wit me he ready to knock a nigga out for step-in his damn box
Remember the days that I prayed
And I didn't hear nothing thought god was my damn opp
Remember them days that I use to break nights
And run to the roof from the damn cops
How could you hate me boy look where I came from
Still with the same ones
Heard you was plotting thought you was my main one
Well until that day comes ima keep my foot on the neck
Until I get my respect
Until I stack all these checks
Closing my eyes like im dreaming
Thing ass niggas on the side they scheming
Niggas know im the man
From the streets to the mud fucking camp
Pecando we fishin' and moes checks yea they Hittin
My niggas is flipping prescriptions
So listen my nigga
Act up get missing my nigga, my niggas be pulling them triggers
K.B.M.G we running the street we don't need no help so fuck all you niggas
Iight start it over start it over
