Lil Bars - Came Up

Look what I started
Designer Shit All On My Garments
I was broke as shit
And now I'm poppin chips
In my apartment
I ain't need no Nigga Money
Cuz I was gettin it regardless
We don't tolerate no disrespect
You threat and then they chalkin
I'm the nigga man i'm poppin rubber bands
Fuck what if they talkin
Free The Twins
They been Gorillas
But Say One Word And Then They Hawkin
I can't say what they be usin so we gon say
What you um call it?
Stupid bitch be on my back
I'm gettin Money Decline Her Callin

Don't call me while I'm Workin
Baby Girl A Nigga Ballin
Me and J Been Wit The A
Forever Gang
We been shot callin
I been Steppin Shit
Y'all niggas babies
Boy y'all niggas crawlin
I can't Sit Up On My Ass Lay On My Back
I'm Too Exhausted
When these hallows
Hit yo flesh adrenaline gon make you numb
D done caught that nigga lackin
Like 10 oclock outside the club
Goofy boy said he posted throwin signs
Like he a thug
Till My Soldiers Ran Em Out
The way he ran thought he was gump
I been in My Bag So Much
I damn nearly forgot I Rapped
Better think before You Play
Cuz Your Whole Family gon get Clapped
Them Niggas Flaugtin In They Tapes
Everything They Say Is Cap
They Ain't Built To Be A G
Hey I Don't Hate Just Sayn Facts

We don't tolerate no disrespect
I said that in beginning
Prayed To God That I'm Gon Change
But In The End I Keep On Sinnin
But I'm Blessed To See These Bands
And Everyday Feel Like I'm Winnin
And You Bet Not Piss Me Off
I'll Make One Call
And then we spinnin
They said Bars you not a smoker
Fuck a blunt i'll do it sober
My Bouji Ass Gon Coop A Hoopty
But do a hit all inna rover
I won't look over ya shoulders
But We Done Flipped sum niggas over
You can't play me like no dummy
This Bitch thinks i'm Sum Controller
We was thuggin since the box
And now we lit cuz we got treasure
Yo Baby Momma On My Nuts
She Said Ou We Yo Bars Is
Pressure
It's iiight if You Don't Got Him
Cuz Ima Kill Him When I Catch Him
All My Shooters Clutch Extensions
Even Sum Gon Tote Berrettas
We get crazy in the field
I'm tryna tell y'all We get Messy
We don't care bout no bitches
All that dumb shit don't impress me
I be hangin round with Steppas
Don't wanna die then don't you test me
Nigga thinkin that he tough
Because he tried to come press me
Look what I Started
My Whole Team Done Went Retarted
We was broke as shit and now we curtis by the way we ballin
I'm Locked In with hella Gangstas
Hit my phone if theres a problem
We gon slide on anyone who tryna act like they sum shottas

Written by:
Ivon Johnson

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