24 Nate - Shootout

Tired of being humble so I’m showing out
Gucci mike amiri double rr you see us rolling out
Just got smarter stayed the same I’m 24 still got my dawgs around
Bigger bag more money in my pocket see it poking out
See the way I’m living make them switch up they emotions now
They speak on how we spend cause they don’t got no shit to talk about
Ain’t taking out no trash but in the spot we got them bags around
He talking but it’s cap what’s in ya stash I tell him back it out
Don’t want no smoke with us we still gon spin your block and air it out
Just tryna find your whereabouts forget what niggas care about
Said I was a bait I bet them pussy niggas fear me now
I grew up got the bag and from the back I let her hear me out
Say a couple adlibs make her wanna suck me up
And niggas only wanna fuck with us cause bitches fucking us
Mad I left them in them race I skrtt the tires dust em up
I laugh they still running they mouth I guess I gotta hush them up
Still keep a glizzy tucked
I’m just tryna shine and they tryna leave me in the dark
I know they ain’t believe me ain’t see my vision in the start
I killed all of the rappers and put them niggas on the park
In the hood I be trapping im paranoid I feel the narcs
My music come from my anger throw in a little bit of heart
They get a half of the demon and get a feeling of my charm
Everybody get money but niggas do not got that spark
When 24 walk in the room you can tell I’m top line on the charts
I’m addicted to this game I’m tryna double up
Know that it’s a play to make a million when we huddle up
My side bitch think she badder than my wifey are you dumb or what
Two chains on my neck them diamonds jumping like it’s double dutch
I remember them days when we didn’t have a pot to piss in
Now them niggas is vex that we drip designer and we winning
People call me the goat and I say it’s only the beginning
Got some tracks in my notes and I know they all gon hit a million
Let them know I’m a lefty I hit my target when I’m spinning
Got a fetish for killing and I ain’t hitting no civilian
If I ain’t seeing two commas then niggas know that I’m not signing
When I drop that shit selling it’s like I’m endless with my product
She a fan of me loving up on my pictures on my comments
Niggas know I stay drippy and I ain’t never need a stylist
And when she give me her number know im completing my assignment
I just fucked and I cut got her looking stupid in her bonnet
Tired of being humble so I’m showing out
Gucci mike amiri double rr you see us rolling out
Just got smarter stayed the same I’m 24 still got my dawgs around
Bigger bag more money in my pocket see it poking out
See the way I’m living make them switch up they emotions now
They speak on how we spend cause they don’t got no shit to talk about
Ain’t taking out no trash but in the spot we got them bags around
He talking but it’s cap what’s in ya stash I tell him back it out

Written by:
Nathan Parker

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