K2SG TWENTY - SOLID.

I think I'm too solid, huh
I think I'm too solid, huh
I think I'm
Sticking to the code, see right through you, boy you too shallow
They want me to fold, I cant do it, bitch I'm too solid, huh
Aye
Uh
Twenty in this bitch, you in my spot you better move out it
Never leave my crib without my Glock and at least two condoms
Sticking to the code, see right through you, boy you too shallow
They want me to fold, I can't do it, bitch I'm too solid
We just celebrated cause my nigga caught a new body
Feds investigated, case went cold, ain't find a clue 'bout it
Yo bitch getting naked for the camera, she my new model
I can tell you hate me, what the fuck is you gone do 'bout it
Broski took a chance, he dropped out, he couldn't do college
Now he making bands off some folks that like to do powder
You set up yo mans for a pint, that's less that two thou
Too many lame niggas in this world, it's getting too crowded
I just want to win, move my niggas to some new houses
Pull up in a Bentley with some kicks that cost a new Impala
Niggas get some M's, and some guns, they change they whole persona
Even as a kid, wished I was Biggs, my favorite movie Shottas
Huh
Aye
I think I'm too solid, uh
I think I'm too solid, huh
I think I'm too solid
Sticking to the code, see right through you, boy you too shallow
They want me to fold, I cant do it, bitch I'm too solid, uh
I think I'm too solid, aye
Yeah bitch I'm, uh
You so fuckin' whack, you do anything to get attention
Lying in yo raps 'bout a trap that never existed
Yo bitch on the team, say she like me cause my dick bigger
By the way she scream, can tell she never fucked a Flint nigga
Jumped straight in the game, I ain't have nobody coaching me
Now I understand, It's about who got the most money
Yelling fuck the system, free Kodeine, I just spoke to 'em
When I go and visit imma try to sneak some dope to 'em
I don't pay for clothes, got a bitch that like to boost for me
'Nother bitch at Flight Club, I get all my shoes early
Bitch that got a few kids, use her for her food stamps
'Nother bitch that's fat and ugly, use her for her tax money
Give me my respect, I can't wait 'til I release this
They never come direct, they first option is to sneak diss
But I'll make 'em regret it, cause we eating all that beef shit
Bitch you ain't with that street shit, that Key 2 Da Streetz shit
Nigga
Aye
I think I'm too solid, uh
I said I'm too solid, aye
Yeah bitch I'm too solid
Sticking to the code, see right through you, boy you too shallow
They want me to fold, I can't do it, bitch I'm too solid, uh
I said I'm too solid, aye
Yeah bitch I'm too solid, nigga

Written by:
Duke Talley

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