Kyrie Irving Lyrics

I knew that they was gon cross me Kyrie Irving

She asked for the D but she ain't deserve it

I'm feeling all down mane these niggas be snakes

I wake up everyday and I ask for a break

Dodging these niggas they calling me jake no surfers

Wishing to god like my name Timmy turner

Handing out bullets like I was the server

Asking me questions like I was the murder

He played both sides like how does that work

That nigga kept snitching so I knocked off his smerk

That nigga to old

OD'd off a perc

Don't come to me if you ain't tryna get stretched

Can't leave the house without my stick

Can't find the body then go look in the sea

Selling this gas and it ain't for the cheap

Selling this gas and it ain't for the cheap

How you diss on the nigga then get scared of the nigga

Bad ass kid never been the line leader

It's 2022 niggas just gonna shoot

He thought he was clean cuz he put on a suit

Told my bae come here your ass looking cute

The nigga kept talking put his ass on mute

Them niggas get mad when I speak on the truth

Growing up living fast i swear its so hard

Tryna live better stop trapping gotta job

I was only 10 when I start the trapping shit

That nigga kept dissing had his ass looking silly

I feel like I'm Ja I'll ball for the Grizzly

I dont fuck with 12 but you see it on his jersey

He stay talking shit but I say something back

And now he want to off his self like how does that work

Question mark

I feel like Kurt Angle I'm holding these medals

That nigga kept playing slapped his ass with a sandal

I stay with a stick just like I'm blind

You want my attention then i'll give it to you

I be in school trying to write my rhymes stay out the street

Tell my lu niggas thugging ain't safe I been through that

I don't want you in it

I knew that they was gon cross me Kyrie Irving

She asked for the D but she ain't deserve it

I'm feeling all down mane these niggas be snakes

I wake up everyday and I ask for a break

Dodging these niggas they calling me jake no surfers

Wishing to god like my name Timmy turner

Handing out bullets like I was the server

Asking me questions like I was the murder

He played both sides like how does that work

That nigga kept snitching so I knocked off his smerk

That nigga to old

OD'd off a perc

Don't come to me if you ain't tryna get stretched

Can't leave the house without my stick

Can't find the body then go look in the sea

Selling this gas and it ain't for the cheap

Selling this gas and it ain't for the cheap