Static

Uh niggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
Bitchs be selling they pussy on the internet cuz they want status
Young nigga in a drop top Benz through the red light speed through the traffic
yea
Until the one day that ends when I’m gone and I end up in a casket yea
Niggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
Bitchs be selling they pussy on the internet cuz they want status
Young nigga in a drop top Benz through the red light speed through th traffic
yea
Until the one day that nds when I’m gone and I end up in a casket yea
Started in the bucket
We used to hop out them whip reminiscing when we ain’t have nothing
We got into issues
The blicky was on us
You know that before that we jumped on the buses
I ain’t give a fuck bout my classes
The police harassed us they find us outside when we cutting
A young nigga stubborn
I swear that my life took a 360 one moment all of the sudden
I swear that it opened my eyes
One day that my nigga died
He don got murdered they killed him
Had no reply
So much pain that I would cry
Shit had me all in my feelings
I ain’t show it lost my innocence at a younger age and it was never easy
Forced to grow up so fast because of my past nigga you could never G me
Recline in the foreign
Them stars in the roof in the night and I’m gone…
I used to be cool wit them niggas but now we just don’t get along…
And I had to get it myself ain’t nobody in this put me on…
Shh Right or wrong…
Huh Right or wrong…