Conscious Lyrics

Ruqion pay for her ass turn it plastic

Ain't got no motion man shit be too drastic

Play wit my motion then I got drag shit

I can put you on baby girl you never had shit

Drop a bomb on they block on some frag shit

His bitch blew the whistle like she threw the flag quick

Point my targets my youngin's go tag shit

Keep saying what you going do nigga i'm running past shit

Ruqion took his bitch oh there go the mad men

At the same time my bitch mad cause I had friends

A leeching ass bitch a be mad you don't have grams

I cant even lie sometimes I was mad I ain't have bands

Know niggas who pull down they mask have you got damn

Watch niggas who open backdoors them are not friends

His bitch she calling my phone say thats my ass

Sometimes I think to myself like would I spazz

I'm thinking i'm speeding too much would I crash

Would I crash nigga

She built up a wall but somehow I got passed

Ruqion in and out his bitch but i'm not flash

Baby girl you won't find a nigga with my swagg

It's crazy how another nigga treasure is my trash

It's crazy how two and two together is not math

Thats the type of shit a nigga hear when he got bagged

Going ocho rounds with your bitch and i'm not chad

I done grabbed me a alias bitch she is not fast

Swear all of them ABG niggas going have bags

Ruqion be the one to your bitch I am that man