[Intro]
Lil Rece produced it, Lil Rece produced it
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
One day, you gon' find out the hard way
And I pray, I won't have to kill a nigga in broad day
Birthday, can't change up my ways I'm addicted to cakin'
And it's okay, no, she don't love me she in love wit' my gangin'
[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Ridin' wit' that chop, tryna catch another opp
30 in this Glock, 17 in this stock
Let her flex on my ex, so I bust down her watch
These hoes you gotta watch, cuz these bitches be cops
Gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, yeah
Throw it back you gon' feel it in yo gut, yeah
High as fuck I ain't even roll a blunt, yeah
Shots tore a nigga white tee, left his shirt red
I know, passin' hoes at every show
Give these hoes time that's a no no
Slimmy tell me go then you gone, yeah
So please don't play nigga, graffitied his block, spray paint niggas
Can't fuck wit' these two-faced niggas, face shot you gon' need a new face niggas
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
One day, you gon' find out the hard way
And I pray, I won't have to kill a nigga in broad day
Birthday, can't change up my ways I'm addicted to cakin'
And it's okay, no, she don't love me she in love wit' my gangin'
[Verse 2: DaBoii]
Bitch say she love me, she in love wit' the gang
It be hot in the summer but it come wit' the rain
And this shit we call life, know it come wit' the pain
Everybody took a loss, that shit come wit' the game
Head bowed, sorry God it had to happen this way
A nigga jump up outta pocket, put him back in his place
Niggas hang around them snakes when they the rat in the cage
If you care about your life then be a bat in the cave
Strapped like the navy, Glocks wit' no safety
Do I keep it on me? That's fa sho not a maybe
One eye open everywhere bitch I can't blink
Wrong move made, they catch shots til' you can't breathe
Bitch!
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
One day, you gon' find out the hard way
And I pray, I won't have to kill a nigga in broad day
Birthday, can't change up my ways I'm addicted to cakin'
And it's okay, no, she don't love me she in love wit' my gangin'
[Verse 3: Lul G]
These blues a nigga chasin' like a nigga goin' racin'
Chase a nigga down, what the fuck you niggas sayin'?
Fuck the boys, give me all day I won't say shit
Sendin' shots out the drake, where the fuck you niggas layin?
Dissin' on the net I keep a Glock not a Sig
Keep dissin' on the net I bring this Glock to yo' crib
Loaf in my pocket, try to trip, get hit
How the fuck you claim you real when you switch on yo clique?
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
One day, you gon' find out the hard way
And I pray, I won't have to kill a nigga in broad day
Birthday, can't change up my ways I'm addicted to cakin'
And it's okay no, she don't love me she in love wit' my gangin'
