For the A Lyrics

Come too close yea we rockin yo shit

This that Arkansas shit

I did it on my own lil n**** better keep up

If you ever get low better re up

Hittin my phone ion really wanna speak much

N***** hoes so I kno I gotta keep one

Tryna put on but I kno I gotta speak up

In a zone where I really don't see nun

Kno that we wit it don't come to my city we send you up high like a pill

You can hit in ya fitted or hit in ya kidney sneak dissing a getcha ass killed

I do not care bout ya feelings don't care bout the critics get money

So fuck how they feel

I gotta handle my business go make me a killin ain't nobody giving a mil

45 Make ya lean but it ain't codeine

You can lie as long as it ain't on me

If ya ever owe a n**** better pay yo fee

Who ya gone call whenever ya tank on e

Know I gotta ball and I put that on g

I'll neva fall gotta lock up on d

Drip waterfall n**** better watch yo feet

Ion fw y'all n**** gotta stay low key

Losses get turned into lessons

Kickin shit Lionel messi

Walk fo u crawl and overall I will not change on my section

Used to show love to all but can't do that no mo

Cuz a lotta these n***** be jealous

Lil rock you know what we reppin'

And I promise you n***** we stepping

When I was broke and wasn't having bitches wouldn't fuck wit a n****

They used to joke and be laughing now they wanna suck on a n****

Relo say that he won't static he can get up wit a n****

She likin my drip and my fashion hm she gone go fa a n****

45 Make ya lean but it ain't codeine

You can lie as long as it ain't on me

If ya ever owe a n**** better pay yo fee

Who ya gone call whenever ya tank on e

Know I gotta ball and I put that on g

I'll neva fall gotta lock up on d

Drip waterfall n**** better watch yo feet

Ion fuck with y'all n**** gotta stay low key

You looking fed up

Why you mad n**** go getcha bread up

It get hard but you gotta keep ya head up

Got my foot on they necks Ian letting up

I was movin too slow I done sped up

Yo n**** gone rat when the feds come

You got hit in yo shit shouldn't a said nun

I'm a big dawg these lil n***** feathers

Kno that we wit it don't come to my city we send you up high like a pill

You can hit in ya fitted or hit in ya kidney sneak dissin a getcha ass killed

I do not care bout ya feelings don't care bout the critics get money

So fuck how they feel

I gotta handle my business go make me a killin ain't nobody givin a mil