Just Because

I swear to God
You don't wanna see this shit, man, this shit big 4L, this shit big
One gang, one swing, all swing
We bring our choppers to all our problems
We don't even wanna shoot no one
This shit crazy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I speak my mind, I be talkin' real facts, I don't make nothin' up
I can't make this up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, let's get it, yeah, let's get it
Chop my fifty (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's get it (Yeah, let's get it)
Customized fitted
Need no cosign 'cause I'm different
Step on niggas, Ken Griffey
I won't call her, but when I leave, hopin' she miss me
Fuck your nigga, he ain't nothin'
I'm with the members and he ain't one

Spent a nickel just because
Might come up missin' just because

'Cause that fake shit, I can't feel
I ain't with that shit, for real
I'm in my bag like a surprise
Nigga, my pain run to the sky
These niggas be in disguise
When we pop out, they tryna hide

Brought them sticks out for protection
I don't know why everybody lookin'
If they play, I bring the switches

Everybody get a whoopin'
I like to coach the shooters on my team, step back like Devin Booker
He was poppin' on the 'Gram for his fans and got it took

Love my fans, I got 'em hooked
Can't get features 'cause I got 'em shook
I'm the deacon, I'm the teacher
I'm the reason that they wanna look
He want attention, I wrote him a book
Some Saint Laurent shrimps, he might be a cook
Young nigga a plate, put him on platter
No elevator, I climb the ladder, talkin' 'bout get it

Yeah, let's get it (Yeah, let's get it)
Customized fitted
Need no cosign 'cause I'm different
Step on niggas, Ken Griffey
I won't call her, but when I leave, hopin' she miss me
Fuck your nigga, he ain't nothin'
I'm with the members and he ain't one

Spent a nickel just because
Might come up missin' just because

'Cause that fake shit, I can't feel
I ain't with that shit, for real
I'm in my bag like a surprise
Nigga, my pain run to the sky
These niggas be in disguise
When we pop out, they tryna hide