Kane.Pt2

Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth

'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two

I remember rerocking niggas, getting extras through

You know what the fuck going on, I say 22

Young nigga, with the same pull as a O.G

Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth

These niggas ratted out, half of 'em be the police

Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi

I'm smoking Sherbert and it mix with my cologne

Nigga mad 'cause his bitch rapping me when I come on

Everybody know that it's cheaper when they home

My niggas made me rap, shit I had stopped making songs

But I can't stop what I'm doing, they ain't stop making phones

Know this lean ain't cool, shit I'll stop it when I'm gone

Spent two-thousand on a coat, you in a hoodie looking bold

This time last year I was busy on the road

Somebody help that nigga out, shit he out here looking lost

You can't put a nigga in position, then you not a boss

In and out of Neiman Marcus, used to shop at Last Call

Put a nigga in a hearse, all it take is one call

I can't even shop, shit I'm taking pictures in the mall

If it's bout some money then I'm tryna get involved

I got years in this jugg, most of this is new to y'all

Used to steal hall passes, make sales in the hall

Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth

'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two

I remember rerocking niggas, getting extras through

You know what the fuck going on, I serve twenty-two

Young nigga, with the same pull as a O.G

Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth

These niggas ratted out, half of 'em be the police

Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi

I ain't hitting nothing like you lil bum niggas

Sent a picture of the package told the plug come get it

You was scared to jump off the porch, nigga I was with it

I been throwing bitches in the garbage, shit ridiculous

Riding through the hood smoking cookie with my villains

Whole game jugg & finesse for a living

Three-five in my wood, it might take a nigga with it

At Benihanas off the percs, mad as hell I got to itching

You ain't on what I'm on, I ain't fucking with you niggas

I might buy up all the drank & leave nothing for you niggas

You ain't got no money, you be all up under niggas

I'ma be the first to tell you I ain't stressing bout no bitches

Just know if I sign, I got a check up out them niggas

On my VLONE shit with a choppa in the trenches

These hoes love me, but I don't love these bitches

No limit when I shop, the price change yo opinion

Yeah, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth

'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two

I remember rerocking niggas, getting extras through

You know what the fuck going on, I say

Young nigga, with the same pull as a

Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out—

These niggas ratted out, half of 'em be the police

Riding with the— on my— yeah