Radar

Yeah
Al Geno on the track
[Chorus]
I been tryna move in without the U-Haul
In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp
And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop
You gon find me winning, I dont care who lost
Still working, I dont know when its gon pay off
Every bitch I had, I put em on the radar
One thing she know is I forever get this paper
Dont be shy to tell the world that I made ya
[Verse 1]
I want you to hold me (Up, up, up)
Codeine in my body, my blood
You looking at my jewelry, dont touch
My second bitch really just my runnerup
They dont appreciate you until you dead and gone
Up late in my cell wishing I was home
Just cause Im rich, they think all my damn problems gone
Nigga, I still shed tears in this VLONE
You niggas still wanna be me, dont you?
I walk in and you said I really just dont understand
Even though she wasnt mine, I flew that bitch to Miami
She told me take it off her mind, I told her take off her panties
Countin green at the red light so I ranned it
This my brand-new bitch, I think her name Brandy
Whipping Percocet so I dont have to pop a Xanny
You better not leave me stranded
I been tryna move in without the U -Haul
In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp
And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop
You gon find me winning, I dont care who lost
Still working, I dont know when its gon pay off
Every bitch I had, I putem on the radar
One thing she know is I forever get this paper
Dont be shy to tell the world that I made ya
[Verse 2]
Murder for that money, just the way it is
Im committing sins hoping God dont see
I got niggas in the box, turned they life in the grid
Fresh to death when I step, nigga, you cant even hit
Fresh to death when I step, I aint sleeping under brick
Aint none of my days sunny, Im wishing I was Mick
You call me what you want but two things, thats police or a bitch
Soon as she went to liking pictures, I just add her to the list
Only thing I know to do is shit on yall when Im pissed off
Pussy boys, we might shoot up your clique house
Old school say Im a cold cat but Im the streets Im hot dog
I make a phone call, Im tryna ball yall
[Chorus]
I been tryna move in without the U-Haul
In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp
And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop
You gon find me winning, I dont care who lost
Still working, I dont know when its gon pay off
Every bitch I had, I put em on the radar
One thing she know is I forever get this paper
Dont be shy to tell the world that I made ya
I want you to hold me (Up, up, up)
Codeine in my body, my blood
You looking at my jewelry, dont touch
My second bitch really just my runnerup