Treacherous
Rippa On The Beat, bitch
I cannot go, all I know go
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go let me hear it
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay
Goin' out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous
Look, nine in my jeans
It's time to go to work
They claimin' they gon' get a nigga
Gotta kill 'em first
I can't lose, even got the tool in the church
Higher than God but I'm sober
When I'm on alert
Takin' somethin' from me, must be a fool
Think it's April First
What you thinkin'? Die over them Franklins
I ain' talkin' Kirk
Washing clothes in the bathtub
Wearing faded shirts
All these niggas cappin', y'all just rappin'
Y'all ain't from the dirt
No, gotta cut y'all off, you is not my dawg
Strangers want me to win
Family want me to fall
Clutchin' that pistol
Got 'em starin' at me in the mall
I'ma go back to robbin' if
My back against the wall
My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous
I love my heater, they say I'm reckless
Must be a set-up
Want me to meet without my weapon
I'ma leave a pussy nigga bleedin'
If he test me
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay
Goin' out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous
I had to get it on my own
Hold the pain inside
When it was time for beef, no hide
Ain't no time to hide
Got tired of flyin' niggas high
So I ran it up
Lot of niggas they got plucked
Lot of niggas stuck
Lot of niggas switch it up but
I don't give a fuck
Reasons why I really never trust
I really never tust
Backwood of fire, roll it
Stuff it up, bitch, i'ma stuff it up
I smile to keep from cryin', hold it up
I gotta hold it up
The decisions that I made
It made a man of me
Stayin' solid, keep it real
That's what I gotta be
For my niggas facin' trial
And fightin' felonies
For the youngins in the streets
Ain't got nowhere to be
Feel it in my voice, you can hear me
All this pain I try to hold
But they can't hold me
All this pain I try to hold
But they can't hold me
I'm thinkin', treacherous mind
Hope I don't OD
Ooh, how I boat, I remain go
I cannot go, all I know go
Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay
Goin' out sad, not in my race
Counting money, counting blessings
Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless
Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous
My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous