K8swayo - Be Around

K8
Barely be in the city, but I still get the drop on the opp’s
Call me to lift the score we decorated they block
You want the urks, hit my mans, and the cost for each pop
Tell him who sent you don’t come just walk on the block
And I ain’t praying for my enemies let them niggas get popped
He came through with his mans, his mans scatted, he watched
Brodie back on block, He peeped the feds said they watch
And now I’m thinking to myself who gave these niggas the drop
Oh its a rat around, We gone watch him fall once brodie hit him with them rounds
He wasn’t a steppa believe me, He ain’t no steppa now
My niggas snakes don’t fuck with rats so we gone put him down, you won’t see him around
Oh its a rat around, We gone watch him fall once brodie hit him with them rounds
He wasn’t a steppa believe me, He ain’t no steppa now
My niggas snakes don’t fuck with rats so we gone put him down, you won’t see him around
It ain’t about me, but I ain’t sleep in like week
Making sure my niggas eat
Ducking them streets
In and out them streets
Moving fast, cause the law be deep
Walk pass opp’s niggas tryna speak
Mean while my niggas they creep
Take his pack now that shit up for keeps
Where he at? he ain’t been here in weeks
Y’all niggas ain’t got it like that
He got his strap, he got his clip but it ain’t no hollow’s in that
That back and forth, that shit is chalked my niggas was never like that
Y’all can throw the at’s but when we slide, Y’all niggas be never like that
Who the fuck raised y’all like that
Y’all niggas aint on shit
Boul should’ve slid with your full clip
Claim that he had them bricks
But ain’t know the ounces 36
My og’s really in the mix
Them blue bags I watch them fill it in
I had the gas I wanted to win
Keeping straps cause it’s good defense 
My mans was addicted to perky’s
He went from 10’s to 30’s
Boul sold him fake one’s
Its only right we hurt him
Make a play then the tables turning
That look mean unload it
Smoke the gas to deal with the fact
That my soul hurting
Put on my hood
Said fuck the mask
Snatch the bag then we did the dash
Now we running on the train tracks
Gotta count the bread cause we splitting that
Heard the law, I went through the alley
Called brodie said he made it back
Next day we gone double back
Me and them streets had strings attached
Telling on the gang I ain’t into that
Karma coming but I wont lack
I was down but took a step back
They gone hate been was peeping that
They would line just for a stack
Claim he your mans but ain’t got ya back
Told brodie watch where he at
Law know his name who told him that
Watch who you be around
Gotta watch the ones that wasn’t there when you was broke and down
But in your crib, eat out your fridge, but where they at now
Gotta keep a stick before they put you 6 feet in the ground
Make that next move now
Watch who you be around
Gotta watch the ones that wasn’t there when you was broke and down
But in your crib, eat out your fridge, but where they at now
Gotta keep a stick before they put you 6 feet in the ground
Make that next move now

Written by:
Tyree Oliver

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