Warning Lyrics

I still I still gotta make it home

Riding with my dawg no matter what no matter he right or wrong

Residue on the top part of my cup lean in my styrofoam

All type of different colors in my bankroll they gotta get along

And that's facts namsayinn the money can't be arguing with the money

I might treat her like a queen if we vibe

Hustling through the week but I make church to pay my tithes

I might fail but never give up because at least I had tried

Keep driving in and out my life you gone need sum tires

And that's your warning

Have the time I'm living this shit but I don't enjoy it

And half the time they just be talking I just ignore it

Trynna turn them whips that we sliding now into foreigns

I cut some people off I got rid of the dead weight

I fucked her once and earned a spot inside her head space

She say she can't even cap I cross her mind like everyday

Aint trynna get jammed we took our time and found another way

I know you charging for that pussy but you don't make me pay

No second guess ima go all in I ain't gone hesitate

She care bout time she just want to vibe she like dinner dates

Stay on my 10 thats at all times ima hold my weight

Trying to run this shit up like too high then go buy real estate

Turning you right on yo side then I penetrate

I pray that me and all my dawgs make it to them heaven gates

Get in my mode and ion wanna talk and I'm like give me space

I'm big on vibes can read ya vibe and I can feel the hate

Ian even sure that one lil meal is even gone fill the plate

I lost my grandma that shit hurt and I still feel a way

Know a killer that make bond he'll kill tomorrow he'll kill today

Aye and what's the definition of a nigga being real

Cuz everybody claiming to be real ain't real

Why where we come from its kill or be killed

Ain't no killing me I'm strapped up

I got killers on high speed if I need back up

This ain't the last time you seen me bitch i'm racked up

She a city girl you don't give her sum then she gone act up

I got potnas that go on moves they like to mask up

They had it hard ain't nobody show them how to stack up

Trynna show them how to get it and get that bag up

Trynna see that tv screen when I back up

I might treat her like a queen if we vibe

Hustling through the week but I make church to pay my tithes

I might fail but never give up cuz at least I had tried

Keep driving in and out my life you gone need sum tires

And that's- your warning

Have the time I'm living this shit but I don't enjoy it

And half the time they just be talking I just ignore it

Trying to turn them whips that we sliding now into foreigns