Self Control

(CashMoneyAP)

(DJ Swift on the track)

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I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'?

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all

Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason

Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin'

When my grandma died, I had to beat the odds and it weren't easy

When Boozilla died, I almost lost my mind, broke me to pieces

We was slangin' nines for Dump and all the rest, it ain't no secret

38 across my neck, we be them boys you don't want beef with

Smokin' drugs, smelly when I hit the door, 'cause I need it

I ain't the one, these pussy niggas know I be fiendin'

I bought the car with diamonds 'round my throat, bitch, I'm beamin'

I don't think them niggas can't see me

I be paranoid while I'm leanin'

Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason

Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin'

I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'?

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all

Whole lot of racks on the VVs

I'm so slime, got a Glock when they greet me

Got a whole lot of people that need me

Bust yo' head all over the right thing

I ain't got nothin' but a dub and a Black Card inside of my Amiri jeans

I just want head, can't fuck in the bed

It's just some things don't excite me

Testin' yo' gun inside of the backyard, let it hit, get your aim up

My youngin' official, he wait in yo' backyard

And I call him to bang through

Wake up in the morning, get fresh as a bitch

I'ma walk into you in some Margielas

And the way we gon' dump at the boy with the stick

I'ma finish him off with a foner

I be thinkin' about Dump all over the time

This shit just don't feel right

I don't go to no club, I be takin' these drugs

Ridin' and keepin' that steel tight

Every night 'fore I sleep

I think 'bout the north side where I grew up, now hold tight

Player, I put you to sleep before you could see

Pull up where you be and it's on sight

I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'?

You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah

Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands

And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all

Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it

So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me

You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason

Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin'