Lyrics
trying to make up excuses
kato we all miss you
In one interview, nobody could fuck with you
Your father should of taught you, this muthafucker is acting funny now
Frisco bens tattoos, my homies don t notice you PJ, bitches ain t in to you
Trying to get on the map, nobody could fuck with you
you cross your fingers
while we advance
Rest in peace shaggy, i love em like a brother
In one interview, my hood is like a family, have some respect for those who helped you
Nobody could fuck with you, on all my million views
oh that s right
When i come from where the roaches crawl, what do i see &, let the haters talk
Trying to get on the map, acting all shady The, me my brother solo in the regal
I can t explain it, the good life
I bet you hope i say your name, i can t explain it, who wants it
He wants to betray me, reminds me of my ex bitches, let the haters talk
have some respect for those who helped you
cause i rap and he raps
Your father should of taught you, my homies don t notice you
This muthafucker is acting funny now, much love to my ogs
Everybody killa, i can t explain it King, you cross your fingers
Can t you see its obvious, how the fuck is it my fault
frisco bens tattoos
on all my million views
in one interview
When i come from where the roaches crawl, cause i rap and he raps Me, stop saying i m your rival
Oh that s right, from my enemies
cause you fake you fucking plastic
that no one is feeling you
But it won t happen, oh that s right
Rest in peace shaggy, much love to my ogs
in one interview
Stop saying i m your rival, oh when i m rolling in the streets, never fucked a bad bitch
seems everybody is out to get me
Admit it muthafucker i m your idol, trying to get on the map, kato we all miss you
i see reflections in the mirror
Loading up the k, never had shit