Why You

Keep it a bean I don't fuck with the beef but I'll do niggas in if I have to
And I just copped a Nina then gave it to Nino cus he'll prolly do it fore I do
I just know that I'm built nothing like you
If I say you my dawg, then I got you
I know sometimes it feels like the world on your shoulder and nobody looking to spot you
Bitch in my ear tryna kick it like Ryu
I know niggas be hating like "why you?"
And the same niggas talking like they finna chalk em
Head down when they walking right by you
Prolly drop dead before I hate on another man
If I say you my blooda just know you my blooda then
Aim at his feet, do the running man
All for that cash money bitch, like StunnaMan
Stone Cold grip, make em flip like the stunna man
Body got sticks, I just call bro my drummer man
Make the bag flip til I got me a hunnid bands
Foot on they neck, I'll let off by the summer then
Don't speak on my dawgs, ion like that
Put the beats on a nigga like, fxghtback
You slide on my dawg, ain't no calling it off
Gang finna slide back like Mike Jack
Don't speak on my dawgs, ion like that
Put the beats on a nigga like, fxghtback
You slide on my dawg, ain't no calling it off
Gang finna slide back like Mike Jack