Jay2smoove - For Us

You wouldn't be on it if it wasn't for us
Nowadays in this world, I don't even know who I can trust
And it's like nowadays in this world, they don't want the love, they just want the lust
You not in the squad, you not one of us
I'm tryna get high, nigga, pass the blunt
This my type of vibe, we smokin' runts
Lil shorty at thot, I'm keepin' it blunt
Nigga, you gon' die, you playin' with us
That tool on my side, nigga, imma buss
No time for the fight, no time for the fuss
No time for the fight, no time for the fuss
Nowadays feelin' like it what's love
Why you so fake, why you switched up
I'm not your fam, stop callin' me cuz
My tooley wont jam when I let it buss
You said you want smoke, now you gettin' touched
No homo
Do what I want cause my moto is yolo
Glock got a flash and I'm not talkin photo
Ridin' around with my bro in a four door
We in a four door, we go like four poles
Every day I'm kickin' shit like a dojo
Kickin' shit with the gang on the daily
I got this fye on my side, imma blaze it
My niggas shootin' shit up like the blazers
Want it right now dont got time for the waitin
You don't got a gun, lil' boy, why you fakin'
Chop got a shellcatcher, ain't no tracin
I put this lean in my cup, now I'm wasted
My time is money, so you cannot waste it
You movin' funny, I know that you hatin
Don't like to argue, no time for debatin
I'm throwin' bombs to the opps like I'm Payton
You wouldn't be on it if it wasn't for us
Nowadays in this world, I don't even know who I can trust
And it's like nowadays in this world, they don't want the love, they just want the lust
You not in the squad, you not one of us
I'm tryna get high, nigga, pass the blunt
This my type of vibe, we smokin' runts
Lil shorty at thot, I'm keepin' it blunt
Nigga, you gon' die, you playin' with us
That tool on my side, nigga, imma buss
No time for the fight, no time for the fuss
No time for the fight, no time for the fuss
Nowadays feelin' like it what's love
Why you so fake, why you switched up
I'm not your fam, stop callin' me cuz
My tooley wont jam when I let it buss
You said you want smoke, now you gettin' touched
No homo

Written by:
Jeveon Allen

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