Let Me Down (feat. 42 Dugg)

Motherfuckers just take my kindness for weakness, you know, just 'Cause of the love I have Bitches' love I have And now, even my homies I'll cut a nigga off quick, though Say fuck off forever (Jordan produced it) (Run it back, Playboi) Forgive me for them pictures, I don't even know niggas Sittin' with somethin' strapped, huggin' on somethin' bad Fuckin' on somethin' colder and still droppin' the 5 Niggas flashin' they last, meanwhile, I'm in my bag 12 see them, he'll spazz, I'm just happy cuz home Fuck it, let's Cartier, I need him with me on the road BM still be playin' 'cause BM still a fan 'Ventador five hundred bands, I wonder if it come in tan Right now I'm with yeah, a fan favorite Phil Collins in the 'Rari, in the Lam', I'm playin' Baby Cold bitch sayin', "Take me," the bros, most of 'em hate me The bros, most of 'em Niggas let me down All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same What happened to me and gang, gang? (Where them hoes at now?) I'm robbin' dude when I see him, niggas cap I don't believe 'em, me either Picture that, if I send a text, somebody gettin' stretched Picture that, I might send attachment, bitch get her pussy wet Spin again, then again, fuck them niggas, we made it I don't let shit slide, quit talkin' crazy Well done from capers, caught beef from Lous Tenth grade, I'm thankfully in this bitch with the tool Play with me, watch the news A young man was killed tonight For fuckin' with another young man who wasn't playin' At all, with no nigga (nigga) Give me the bitch, psych, give me the switch Please give me some top, I'm tired of havin' hit LT in the drop, I'm racin' niggas for life Stomach hurtin' from leanin', I'm only racing the pints Stink white as the stripes, yeah, nigga, I see you Nickel on me, I'm brandishin', blowin' it like it's legal Niggas let me down All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same What happened to me and gang, gang? (Where them hoes at now?) We them niggas, you know it Dior Timbs, it's snowin' I catch her, you know she goin' Ain't see me, you hear the motor I'm high, but I'm stayin' focused Pockets loaded, it's on me Don't stop at lights, know you blowin' For half a dub, they on you Buy half a ticket, I'm flexin' A quarter milli' from taxes She in the way, she naked They let me down, it was over I put my pain in the soda Took my time and spit colder Benzes, Trackys, and Rovers I cried to never put my oldest Montana, they pay a dollar My BM givin' me hell, I'm steady countin' up commas These bitches know what it is, I left enough in Erotic I'm baggin' it for a thrill, I put my hands in the powder They laughin', thought it was sweet, I pull up, these niggas sour Man, look at they faces Catchin' bags, free the real niggas catchin' cases Name ringin' bells, quiet in investigation Double cup love, havin' label conversations Millionaires now, but we snatch it out the mud See me turnin' up, say she wanna keep the baby Mops in the foreign, why the fuck you think it's Navy? Started every wave, why the fuck you think it's Wavy? Niggas let me down All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same What happened to me and gang, gang? (Where them hoes at now?) I'm robbin' dude when I see him, niggas cap I don't believe 'em, me either Picture that