Testo Soufside Worldwide

Claim i owe ya?, Call a lawyer
When i blow up, I been running on no oil
Sorta like, mamas burban
Used to be certain, was headed towards my end
Now curving hoes i fantasized fuckin back in 2010
I might just rob a bank for a bentley
And put some blades on that bitch
And park it valet, remain the same when I'm rich Tempted to hop on yall's trends, just to steal all your profit
Yo this year taught me be cautious
Who you trust when you poppin
Half of y'all out to get me
Ain't gonna work just like Katrina's levies
I'm from the city where evacuees fled to
Half of my homies from New Orleans
I think we need more commas
I think Donald Trump exposed a lot of yall true colors
I feel my pride has reached an all time high
This ain't reversible
Approaching every shorty
Come over and do me vertical
Life ain't a joke.. learn the hard way
You poke, you getting poked Action got reactions
Y'all kill y'all self before you hit your goal
Andreas give you lessons, the police disrespecta
Ashin' on Versace linen, Soufside representa

And I be pullin' up in foreigns, I ain't used to it
And I'm brought up in conversations like again and again and again..
Appeal 2 shortys I ain't used 2 it
And I be dodging all the fake shit again and again and again...
Pullin' up in foreigns I ain't used 2 it
Brought up in conversations like again and again and again....
Appeal 2 shortys I ain't used 2 it
And I be dodging All the fake shit again and again and again...

Yo this my second consecutive time
Overlapping y'all rappers
Who been at it since i was cutting class
Skipping chapters, imagined my teachers ass was
Backed up on me, she had them Steve Maddens on
Yo reminiscing think i was tripping, life of a bastard
I might be out LA style blowing smoke on Sepulveda
Come to your town, hoes do aerobics hoping i notice em
I'm ice cold with picking up my phone after i bone em
My conscious kicking it the first moment I get alone tho, always been a business man even as a youngin
Used to flip the food stamps
Get your groceries just for a few grams
I'm all about the cream like some fettuccine
You read me? fly home like every weekend
And tell em I'm bout to peak soon
I pray they still believe me
At baggage claim saw that Louie bag and told myself
Next time i come back, my address on the tag
You never realize exactly what you had till its separate
So on that note I'm leaving after this record
Gotta respect the kid

And I be pullin' up in foreigns, I ain't used to it
And I'm brought up in conversations like again and again and again..
Appeal 2 shortys I ain't used 2 it
And I be dodging all the fake shit again and again and again...
Pullin' up in foreigns I ain't used 2 it
Brought up in conversations like again and again and again....
Appeal 2 shortys I ain't used 2 it
And I be dodging All the fake shit again and again and again...