Shoot Outs Out The Lamb
    (专辑: ONLY BUILT 4 DIAMOND LINKS - 2022)
    
    I 
don't know, man, you know?  Sometimes I 
be confused, nigga be paranoid, high as fuck  Do not pull up on the 
side of me, don't run up on me when I'm in public, nigga   I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you  Could be a 
lie, it could be true  We ain't gon' chance it, we just gon' shoot, yeah  Say I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you, yeah  Could be a 
lie, it could be true, yeah  But we too paranoid, we just gon' shoot, nigga, yeah   Paranoid, clutching on that chopper pulling out the 
office  Wham, bam, hanging out that window, locked in on his target  Shootouts out the 
Lam' truck, we gon' make it home regardless  I 
don't want my bitch around this shit, but she with me regardless  I 
ain't got no conscience, bitch with me, she topless  She just love the 
vibes, call me Big Papi  Wavy just like Babyface, jacket made by Prada  Prada shades dark, police ask, I 
ain't see nada, nigga  Please don't be a 
menace, boy, do we have a 
problem?  When that Draco hit, that bitch sound like a 
rocket launcher  I 
got all these watches, but I 
still can't find an hour  To have a 
conversation if it ain't about no dollars, nigga   I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you  Could be a 
lie, it could be true  We ain't gon' chance it, we just gon' shoot, yeah  Say I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you, yeah  Could be a 
lie, it could be true, yeah  But we too paranoid, we just gon' shoot, nigga, yeah   I 
do this for the 
family  I 
ain't got all the 
answers, but I'ma make it happen  Trapped in small towns, never thought we'd make it rapping  Paid twenty-two for 'em, you can give me twenty-seven  This my life for real  What you paid for your chain? That ain't my son diaper bill  I'm rich in real life, soon as I 
get off the 
site  She gon' fuck me and put me to sleep when she get off of work  I'ma pay her rent up for two months and ain't gon' call no more  I 
swear you can call me anything, but you can't call me broke  I 
don't fuck with niggas, please don't call me twin or call me bro  I 
got Dracos on the 
Sprinter when I 
pull off from the 
show  And we gon' blow it out this bitch to make it home 'cause I 
don't know, yeah   I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you  Could be a 
lie, it could be true  We ain't gon' chance it, we just gon' shoot, yeah  Say I 
don't know what to do  It could be me, it could be you, yeah  Could be a 
lie, it could be true, yeah  But we too paranoid, we just gon' shoot, nigga, yeah