Took some time, I got my shit straight All alone, I got a big dread Yeah, let's do it, shout out Lotto, too You know what I'm sayin'? That's the perfect beat for me to demonstrate on Let me do it in your motherfuckin' band, girl Yeah, took some time, I got my shit straight All alone, but got a big dread 14 songs on the 27th, how the fuck is this a mixtape? I've been tryin' to vibe to these other rappers' music, baby, but I just can't I appreciate the ones who held it down for me, fuck the other ones who didn't wait You know me, I drop my nuts, I never pick them up, I drag them cross the bitch face Now them niggas gotta see me now Used to wonder why that nigga always lookin' funny every time he see me, yeah Caught his girlfriend watchin' Baby on the TV, tried to throw the TV out I guess Buddy got a anger problem He found out that I been thinkin' bout you He must not know that you been hangin' around me Your sweet as syrup, call your ancient mama I'ma pay the black church to take you and your girls home so you can take the bottle Drink that shit until it's over with I just told the driver, call me when you in the house, say, because I know it's lit Askin' me, am I gon' be there later? Uh-uh, baby girl, I'll see you later Must've thought I was one of them other niggas The ones before you fuck, you need some paper Any nigga speak on Baby when he ain't around, tell that nigga he's a hater Make that bitch-ass nigga understand it Write it down, go get a sheet of paper Jonathan, he's such a handsome nigga He got manners when he speak to ladies I don't see how we can even hate him Her man ain't workin', say she need the baby You been standin' on the business, stayin' in the house You told your mama, keep the babies Yeah, them ladies steppin' out tonight Fuck around and let me pop tonight Fuck around and you get shot tonight I'ma leave this bitch sittin' right here Fuck it, might not even park it right Ain't the type to go and hide, I'm the type to cook The nigga tried to start the fight I can see it in your eyes and the way you lookin' Nigga, I ain't brought a knife But you know I brought the banger with me Pray to God, told him, show me the ones who ain't fuck me Now nobody hangin' with me Clutchin' hard and you know I got more than one on me They gon' need the Navy with me It's a Sunday, got the fully with me Give a fuck about how I bully lookin' I'm the type to turn the bully pussy Even if he thought he could've with me Put belt to the ass, the stats been padded Ain't finna pop it by my old achievements The end of the month, I'm gettin' back on your ass Look at you crazy and pull out my gun Why the fuck would you come here and ask for a pass? I ain't get my permission since I'm back at school And I really ain't out because I got the tool Bounty nigga, I ain't even drop my nuts on these niggas I was tryin' to be cool Talk to my brother in heaven Like the first time I robbed me a nigga I was tryin' to be you She tryin' to keep this shit bougie Won't let me fuck first night Baby girl tryin' to be cute She tried to fuck on the next night I played it bougie I look like I'm sorry, who you? I don't think we been acquainted I'm the one turned out this bitch and they hate it Ain't have to fuck with them niggas to make it Knowin' what's up with me, nigga, quit playin' Somebody go find that nigga Big Tigger Ditch that rap seat in the motherfuckin' basement Ditch that, go ahead, nigga, go with your mood You gon' see that man layin' right there on the pavement Nigga, you don't know what I know if you know what I seen Niggas ain't like this, you know what I mean? These niggas hoes, I'm still fightin' cases Them people gotta open from 2019 Standin' on business My nephew look at me like uncle Them kids ain't got emotion like me I'm tellin' him that he better not force you to struggle You watch me do anything, watch how I hustle You watch me do anything, watch how I love you And all of your cousins Look at what matter All of that other little shit, it look cool But that shit ain't about nothin' This be your daddy You already know your little brother a fool I'ma show him what's happenin' Droppin' the mixtape The end of the month Should've made it a album I'm back on they asses, nigga I'm tellin' you, nigga How the fuck is this a mixtape?