Nothing To Cry About

 

I fuck ‘round and cut everybody off for some new bands

Take this worldwide, think that’s my new plan

Big drip, rockin’ VLONE, but I don’t do friends

You know I ain’t have no hurt in my heart, but I let you in

I’ve been tryna focus on gettin’ it, can’t let shit get to me

I’ma move away if you ain’t matchin’ my energy

If I pull up with the gang, a hunnid legs like a centipede (Yeah)

Bitch, we fifty deep, I’ma save that for all my enemies

And this shit nothin’ new, ‘fore Corona we had our mask up

This shit nothin’ new, police always been tryna flag us

Nobody protectin’ the trenches so we got MAC’s tuck

 

 

 

 

Pedal to the medal bro let’s turn up we can’t let these niggas pass us

They call, I decline, I’m in my bag to get my bag up

I’ve been doin’ me, but my bitch think I’m doin’ bad stuff

Money bigger, I been movin’ forward, I can’t back up

Drums inside the show, I know I’m safe so I’ma rock it out

Nigga try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out

If I catch a case, I’m goin’ straight to trial, no, I ain’t coppin’ out

Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin’ now

I done been through hell and back, I’m numb, it’s nothin’ to cry about

 

I need ten for a walkthrough

You ain’t used to fuck with me, don’t greet me when I walk through

Losses put me in a hole, but they made me a boss too

Money on my mind, every move I make a boss move

Said I was with you, I guess times changed

You was playin’ mind games

You switched in a minute, got a new one in that time frame

You rode for a minute, was there somethin’ wrong with my lane?

Ever since the closest did me wrong, ain’t want nobody else around me

Hottest comin’ up, your main bitch love me when she found me

Money on my mind and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bounty

One cocked in the head, the way I move around the county

 

 

Pedal to the medal bro let’s turn up we can’t let these niggas pass us

They call, I decline, I’m in my bag to get my bag up

I’ve been doin’ me, but my bitch think I’m doin’ bad stuff

Money bigger, I been movin’ forward, I can’t back up

Drums inside the show, I know I’m safe so I’ma rock it out

Nigga try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out

If I catch a case, I’m goin’ straight to trial, no, I ain’t coppin’ out

Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin’ now

I done been through hell and back, I’m numb, it’s nothin’ to cry about