Trae True - Eight One Five lyrics

Still got that P on my hat, it ain't Pittsburgh Still a bust at a n***a, if I have to like Lawerance Fishbourne You parleying with yo life, and I got aces in my deck I dont shake with my left, nor f** with hooks like Nike checks b**h, all about my Benji like I hoop for Simeon And, if you dispect, that bullsh** is what you gone see me on I been on the road before O was driving on 0's And, way back when my n***a Javie was screaming 3rd war Yeah, I know screaming free my n***as won't get them free But, free my muhf**ing n***as till they all f**ing free Learned too much for my age, grew up before I grew up When cuddy got mobbed on, swear my head was all screwed up Started to see the world different, got colder as I got older Started thinking f** n***as, cause they ain't what they told ya My trust is barely given, my loyalty is who Im loyal to And, if you asking yourself, then you not who Im loyal to If ion f** wit ya, its for a reason These b**hes be so deceiving and n***as committin treason I tend to think and just reason, cause firing back is so easy p**y n***as be so sleazy, wouldn't bless em if they was sneezin Wish d**h on my enemy, never, bet they can't say the same Bet they can't do the same, and I put that sh** on my name Im in my lane, never switching, just politickin Presidential on my wrist cost a few Bills like Clinton Ha, I rather not play games with these boys I keep that four four in the back like Im Johnny Kilroy Im from that city where they ruthless, like corvettes in the summer Spin a block, ring shots, d**h count increasing in numbers See, me, Id rather do numbers, Benji mounted Benji Its easy to break the bank, its harder keep it from empty Keep my name out cha mouth, and dont ever refer to us I keep reciting get off my dick, like they allergic to nuts I throw it deep her guts, and like September, I gotta leave Left my kids in her sheets, guess Im another dead beat Guess this another dead beat, I do this sh** so effortlessly