[Intro]
Lickwood means “rewindâ€, gunshot means “forwardâ€
You requested it so we rewind
Omelly what’s up
Small side one-eight BH we straight
North side Burks what up
Philly!
[Verse]
I got enemies got a lot of enemies
I don’t really f**kk with these n***aaas in the industry
Know a couple n***aaas from the hood want to finish me
And put me on a t-shirt RIP and memory
So I’m riding around with a drum and a Glock
On the gram n***aaas said I couldn’t come to my block
So I came through that b**hhhh me myself in a drop
n***aaas know they touch me bllllrrrrr something get dropped
Man I don’t bang with these s**ers I don’t play with no hoes
I do the walk through for 60 and get like 80 a show
And I don’t got out no single I thinking maybe they know
Meek Milly realest to do it and I can play at the floor ya heard
I got enemies got a lot of enemies
We f**kking to Dej Loaf me you and some Hennessy
She gon’ s** me off ’til she drain me of my energy
Flexing, it be f**kking with these n***aaas mentally
Is Instagram hurting your heart n***aaa
VS stones on me still work in the dark n***aaa
Hundred and six shots pull up and park n***aaas
Jump in the big drop bu*ton to start n***aaa
Murder was the case that they gave us spanked it
Real n***aaas back in style they should thank us
All these rap a** n***aaas really wa*ksters
Real recognize the real you a stranger
Hoes sell their souls for some baller alert
n***aaas and they fake j**els need a frauding alert
Put me on watch buster tell ’em all what its worth
Bet they say couple milli Audemar with the works
New roll bust down call that Big Meech
Every time I drop sh**ttt hot fish grease
Every time you drop it is not that heat
Called your album seven days boy that sh**ttt weak
Motivating the hood still hot in the burbs
Still getting this money they think we got them birds
Every time I spit that’s a thousand a word
Spoke it right to the system they say its power in words
n***aaa we chosen we was chosen
Me Omelly had them hoes in now its Rollses
Back to back screaming told ya n***aaas owed us
And they said they would expose us never showed us
f**kk them n***aaas though
I got enemies got a lot of enemies
They was just cooling with me hating call them frienemies
I ain’t really tripping we got arms like a centipede
Cause if I lose my cool I could turn them into memories
I’m gone I said I’m gone
Be the same n***aaas hating on the Chasers man we ain’t put them on
f**kk them n***aaas though