In My Circle ft. Yoda Five & Darango Lyrics

Niggas in my circle they don't hesitate to murder shit

Best believe I'm talking first degree on every word I spit

Catch a body count on all these rappers that's superfluous

Define me in one word I say I'm turbulence with burning hits

Bad as you are baby you don't even have a clue

All the choices I could have but now I find myself with you

Take a gamble out of life and lemme see you make a move

I'm just playing my position, what's the odds that imma lose?

Ain't to many friends that made it

Loyalty is overrated

Real is deep inside my blood I pray to God that imma make it

Don't have time for all that faking

Waste a minute of my patience

It's a lot of niggas hating in yo face like they embrace it

Ain't no squares inside my circle mixing henny with that purple

Got me faded faded faded living life without no purpose

It's some friends you have to break from when they clearly don't deserve it

As I look around and see who's with me who the fuck is lurking?

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord

Just hoping he make it right

And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife

Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night

They scheming on me, plotting trying to get in my pockets homie

I had to get it by my lonely, been in the Port for so long these niggas so corny

Numbing my brain from the pain, that's why I'm rolling this OG

My nigga got hit in the field, and now I'm feeling alone B

Keep my head up cause I know lil bro would want me to do big things

Watch how I ball, do this shit for Jean, niggas outchea telling taller tales than Yao Ming

Niggas out here claim they 1K, counting up racks but people gone say what they say

Continue moving so fast, you didn't notice yo bitch gave me brain

Niggas just always wanting the fame, always throwing that dirt on my name

How I'm having premonitions of hearing Jah'rae from the crowd it rang?

Nigga watch how I ball, going to the skies nigga never lie

And you know what I'm bout to do, I hit that bitch and then she cry

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord

Just hoping he make it right

And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife

Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night

I don't really like to write shit, so imma write quick

You the type to walk in a party claim you pipe shit

But homeboy I'm not pressed by you, tryna fight and shit

Cause I love to tote, big lasers and love robbing shit

Yo lil hoe love my Trus and my Robbins bitch

I got one heart and that's for the gang, you know we mobbing bitch

We can drop his ass today cause I don't really like to wait

Catch me riding in the V, on the south these niggas snakes

Smoke dope like Jamaicans do, ripping shit what I love to do

Killing shit what we gotta do, if you looking fuck wrong witchu

Spit so much fire gotta wash it down with some VOSS

And all my niggas getting check, boss not talking Rick Ross

Niggas used to be TTB until we had a loss

Clapping on the East, so they set theyself up with the cost

I'm going in I'm going strong, rocking pink Polo Robins, I don't fuck with V-Lone

I'm in my prime, leave me alone, bitch I'm jocking me, nigga you keep copying me

They like my song, they back with fiends

Shut the fuck up I don't talk to you, we are not friends go broke then I'm robbing you

My team on my back like the Caveliers, usually I'm fresh so clean so casual

Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude

(Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude

You not fast lil dude... You not fast lil dude)

Ape in the streets that bag with you, chasing a check, I can see you not fast lil dude

I know I done some wrong in my life, just praying to the Lord

Just hoping he make it right

And all these niggas tryna stab me with that knife

Just praying to the Lord that I make it through the night