[Chorus ?]
Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended
Everybody round me bust quick
All the fuck niggas
Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner
Everybody getting money and we been having
Eh, these the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
These the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
[Verse 1 ?]
It ain't about what you got
It's all about who you know
It's all about how you act whеn they aproach you
[?] in your face [?]
Beat the brakеs off a nigga that we don't know
Me and my niggas, we fight, but we still close
We the life of the party, [?] Farraris
Getting this paper like [?]
Nobody went to college
Broke boy just [?]
I'm thinking they need a polish
All of my niggas solid
We doubled up on the profit
[Chorus ?]
Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended
Everybody round me bust quick
All the fuck niggas
Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner
Everybody getting money and we been having
Eh, these the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
These the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
All of you muted
Come [?] and I'll introduce you
Somewhat exclusive
Had [?] nina attached to the Ruger
[?] Uzi
Can't comprehend [?]
I gotta win, we start how we finished
Anything less, I consider [?]
Now they watching how we do it
All the bitch niggas [?]
Move out the way, for I trample your section
I like the beat, that give me an erection
[?] bbullets [?]
Aim at your neck, no need for protection
[Chorus ?]
Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended
Everybody round me bust quick
All the fuck niggas
Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner
Everybody getting money and we been having
Eh, these the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
These the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
[Verse 3 ?]
Ain't nothing changed
Curcle just got a lil smaller
Had to cut all of the leaches off
They ain't have nothing to offer
Same niggas I gave life to
Same niggas turned they back on me
And what I do?
Pull up to Magic with racks on me
For all of my niggas that stayed down
Toasting that lean, 'cause we paid now
[?] filled up with some red
[?] some bread
Used to move bags on the mega buss
We never fucked with the greyhound
[?] 30 round
[?] when I catch [?]
[Chorus ?]
Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended
Everybody round me bust quick
All the fuck niggas
Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner
Everybody getting money and we been having
Eh, these the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with
These the people that I started with
They the same ones that I started with