Reap What You Sow .5

Mm-mm-mm-mm
Blrrd, blrrd
Nigga, nigga, you'll reap what you sow
Mm-mm-mm, way down with you tent pole, nigga (once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
I'm ready to shoot– I'm ready to–
Okay

They there right now? Say no more
Reckless, grab KD, let's go
Damn, I'm pluckin', I miss you bro, the streets say you reap what you sow
Okay, you reap what you sow, Trey Day died, one shoe off next to his pole
Only nigga knew he had dope in his shoe was Dario
Welcome to my city, home of the triple cross, don't get backdoored
Can't go back to my condo in the a robbed the nigga stayed next door
Ran 'cross who shit that wasn't J, respect the gang, though
I can't go, my favorite motto, layin' low, playin' slow (ayy, ayy, blrrd)

I hold my Drac' like a guitar, these 7.62s push a car
Me, Scarr, and Tink wrecked on a high-speed, got away by the grace of God
Knock-knock-knock all through the car door, I'm hit, blood all on my chop
K-Dog took my black flag off my head to make the blood stop
When it get cold, my arm ache, I get real mad again, on God
We Choppa gang, not Goon Squad, ain't got no hustle, get up and box
Got two knives, but this yard sweet, so I'ma just tote my lock
Sittin' in the pod, eatin' Popeyes, sellin' dope off an Apple Watch
Fuck a rumor, nigga, I shook the pen just like I shook the streets
At first, you said I was jail talkin', now all of a sudden, you believe in me
Nigga, I ain't never needed no ho, always been a what a ho need
Nigga, I shook the critics, I beat the feds, that shit wasn't shit to me
All I asked was the bare minimum, nigga held his nuts on me
So I took it there, yeah, I, fuck you mean, nigga?
You 'posed to put hoes on they back, you put your niggas up on they feet
Especially when they certified, took they time and ain't scream
Never got hoed, never folded, and they puttin' on for the team?
Six different drugs in one bag, but in my palms, it's a glee
I hid my knife right by my dick in case the metal detector beep
That's six more months in the hole if the CO try to strip search me

Because you reap what you sow, Trey Day died, one shoe off next to his pole
Only nigga knew he had dope in his shoe was Dario
Welcome to my city, home of the triple cross, don't get backdoored
Can't go back to my condo in the a robbed the nigga stayed next door
Ran 'cross who shit that wasn't J, respect the gang, though
I can't go, my favorite motto, layin' low, playin' slow (blrrd, blrrd, nigga)