Lacking

Hey bro, you ready?
Lets go

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')

They say it's love, but it's hate for real
I see y'all and know you ain't for real
Every hitter with us came to kill, cause being humble ain't paying the bills
Homey booked me on a tablet asked me to explain to him how being famous feels
Hurts inside and gets worse with time
Wasn't right, I didn't take the deal
They was frauds, got em out my circle
Some people only out to hurt you
Lucky I didn't want your mom to miss you, cause my dawg was next to you
About to murk you
I ain't accept no apologies, and I ain't sending no one out to serve you
Play it cool but they out to burn you (play it cool, but they out to burn you)
They just be mad that I'm winning, I made it off hustling cracks from them benches
Murder shit happens, you active you in it
Just don't be caught lackin and can't leave no witness
And I stand on my business, like I stand on my pivot
Hit a lick for some work, and the hammer came with it

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')

Niggas wont catch me lackin', don't speak on shit I seen
Niggas oof them beans cappin', left white to the green trapping
You ain't nothing like your caption, we done slid out on your captain
At the trap when I was absent, pay the nerds to turn my pack in
I don't gotta write my rhymes when speaking on this life of mine
The victim got hit twenty times, defendant he got twenty nine
God done gave me twenty signs, I still did it
They ain't giving chances to no felon so I'm still in it
Streets ain't giving mercy, work been dry, the killers thirsty
I think that body cursed me, since it happened think it cursed me
That water out here murky, in the trap house with a nurse-y
Her vibe was kind of Church-y, but she ate it like a Hershey (trap)

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')

Back to the money, it's all action
All shooters, and they all trappin'
Come thru, there's only one rule
Don't get caught lackin' (Caught lackin')