False Persona's

Them niggas hating I got mob ties
They know mantra Southside' yea we outside
Let me ask y'all niggas could we all shine
Could really ask y'all niggas if y'all rap y'all lives
Too much insta-gramming false personas
Too much acting like y'all ain't kno us
Like how y'all ain't know
Y'all the ones stealing flows
Summer time in my city, getting hot I ain't scared
My momma hit my phone' she hear them shots, I'm coming in
My lil bro be like me I say "be better" evil twin
They try come for folk gon be on they next list of kin
Get closer to god cause what I love and do is sin
Pray for a route feel like the only one I could win
Pray for better days for all my momma's and they kids
Praying for my pops it's crazy he don't believe
Ain't had much to look up to I was lookin up sleaze
Product of my environment chase a mill I felt like Meek
2016 was the vibes l felt like me
2018 felt a lil off they picking teams
2019 on my ass was sipping green
2020 stayed in stu cause quarantine
Now it's 2021, Barely going out to functions
Them niggas steady talkin like bitches link up in public
Proud to say I cut ties with niggas who steady fronting
Can't rock fugazi, check my tags' that shit disgusting
I don't know why they hate me said Mash- but I ain't coming
Remember giving my last to these niggas who gave me nothing
Remember being bang bros, now he David Ruffin
Never do I talk down, Ben frank' kept it a hunnid
Like y'all was the bro's but it's fuck it
Like I don't know
Them niggas hatin' I got mob ties
They know mantra Southside' yea we outside
Let me ask y'all niggas could we all shine
Could really ask y'all niggas if y'all rap y'all lives
Too much insta-gramming false personas
Too much acting like y'all ain't kno us
Like how y'all ain't know
Y'all the ones stealing flows
Fuck around pour up wock over tris
Street nigga like durk since a kid
Sitting on the toilet man I been on some shit
Man fuck regretting man I did what I did
They keep telling me to drop it is what Is
Like damn I ain't know I can flow like this
Hit the damn notes this beat gotta kick
Keep a trap phone if they get evidence
Whipping a track-hawk
Switching the landmark
Not a rapper pop star yeah nun basic
When I pop out on the gram my drip it be the latest
I don't smoke nic, but these woods yeah imma face it
Beloved, yeah fosho she like my cadence
Beloved, boy these woods imma face it
Beloved, yeah fosho she like my cadence
Beloved, boy these woods imma face it
Them niggas hating I got mob ties
They know mantra Southside' yea we outside
Let me ask y'all niggas could we all shine
Could really ask y'all niggas if y'all rap y'all lives
Too much insta-gramming false personas
Too much acting like y'all ain't kno us
Like how y'all ain't know
Y'all the ones stealing flows