letra de tend to it - jaey kilo
[verse 1]
stereotypes come to me, i fit all of this sh-t
no i ain’t mj, but off wall with this sh-t
i dropped bread, ‘cause these bullets came hollowed and sh-t
only love for my fam and my sticks, i don’t care for the bih, i be cold ain’t no heart for a bih
i’m bout heartless as sh-t, i’m to raw for a bih
end up short for a bih
what the f-ck is you thinking ?, wouldn’t dare for to crawl for a bih
i’m sober as ever, they say that i’m seeming off it
i’m so sick, that they saying i’m seeming nauseous
glock with night sights, and a red beam up on it
arp i jus copped, with the cleanest optic
thirty-three round extension, i fiend to mop it
i could clean any mess, i ain’t stressed at all bih
if it’s that then let’s get it, i over drawed it
34 shots, bet it won’t jam or stall bih
[chorus]
i hear all the sh-t that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
grab a stick, hit they strip, i’ll make ‘em all dip, when i pull up on bidness, i bend thru it
i zip loc the gas, i don’t put in a bag, i put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
my n-gga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
if you ain’t bcg, or gmk, or olive renegade, then it’s f-ck you, and everything coming behind you huh
yeah i see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ ig page, no i ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till i find you
ima blind you
[verse 2]
i’m so cool on ho, i a tell her ass “f-ck you b-tch”, and straight to her face to
i ain’t one of them n-ggas you juggle, you played when you fumble, and gave up your place to
i got options the same way you do, so as quick you replace me, b-tch i could replace you
and we all know how bad it could get, when i’m mad an see red, f-ck around and i waste you
and then stamp that lil’ p-ssy ass n-gga you head over heels for, he a flunkie
n-gga we done hit l!cks, where we ran in a crib, where the safe put the pin, whats the code type it in, where the money
n-gga so green, he got caught stealing in 4k on the cameras, like if he a junkie
kept alot to myself, on this walk by myself, they below but they feeling above me
i ain’t having the time to be entertaining no hoes, that’s yo insecurities
watching my stories from fake pages, and logged in my socials, that’s pure immaturity
you play like a saint, but you a sin like a demon, i been knew you cap on yo purity
nah i ain’t trusting a word, i ain’t trusting a soul, you could try, but you fail to assuring me
tricked myself out my love, so i ain’t bitter to n0body no mo’, time heals all
i be f-cking her raw, with a condom up over my heart, ‘cause i don’t want to feel nah
hit the gas i be gone in the wind, pray forgiveness my sins, whenever i peel off
i can’t change not the type i’m forever a rider, i’m riding until all the wheels fall
[chorus]
i hear all the sh-t that they say on the low, i’m finna go tend to it
grab a stick, hit they strip, i’ll make ‘em all dip, when i pull up on bidness, i bend thru it
i zip loc the gas, i don’t put in a bag, i put in tupperware, it’s no scent to it
my n-gga trust me for to hold down his pack while he hot, ‘cause we family no friends to it
if you ain’t bcg, or gmk, or olive renegade, then it’s f-ck you, and everything coming behind you huh
yeah i see ‘em lil sneak disses, you put on yo’ ig page, no i ain’t acknowledged, but word is my bond, just wait till i find you
ima blind you
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