Bought a Tool

[Verse] In the streets, I caught the blue I got shot, it caught the news Flipped a seven, I bought a tool (Bought a tool) If we gon' slide on opps and true Which one of these niggas we ’bout to do We ain't never know nothin' ’bout the schools And that's why it's EBK, we ain't never care 'bout the rules My mama ain't want me to go to Rock funeral, I snuck out of school I was already knee deep in the streets shit Went to school every day, wasn't tryna be shit Foenem eventually made me quit Picked me up every day with like two, three glicks And we might do a hit, uh We just gon' ride a bit, uh We just gon’ ride and keep gettin’ high We gon' decide who we see outside Shootin’ already, now I just spin it one more time This Glock 45 stay right by my side We in the front and the back in the van The slide just stay on the left, I hop out on the right Why you fold? Look me in my eyes Nigga, how you told? Look me in my eyes And we ready to go Soon as I get that money, I'm ready to go And we ready to blow Tweak on the road, they gon' think 'bout takin’ your soul Long live Pistol P, that's on my soul I remember white folks had the Regal on the fours Rock know he couldn't hustle, why the fuck you sell him blow? I was rollin' bummers, back when Real was sellin' dro Spent a hundred summers totin' that OK Thunder We just ride them cars to get there, hop out, run up on 'em And I spit that street shit for my niggas out here on defense Stand your ground and defend it Nigga, if you made that bed then sleep in it Still out here on that street shit Just for everybody said I wasn't gon' be shit And I spread the love (Spread love) Still blessed, niggas ain't never gave me shit And I ain't stressin' shit no more, I'ma let shit be shit Still gon' stay down on that G shit Still fresh as fuck, I don't rock that cheap shit Who you know rock Mike Amiri like me? Shit Shit, nobody, not me, shit I been buyin' this bitches for three years Walk in Barneys, get at least like three pairs Sometimes I be off like two or three pills I wan' feel like he feel By the end of the end, need at least another three mil' I want a Ghost like Meek Mill 16, I was ridin' with totes We ain't care where you from, nigga, we want smoke Give no fuck, I'm ridin' with folks And I ain't shoot 'til I got close And we seein' the oppers from afar, out my lil' ho car Skeet off, bail out, throw the shells out And I did some shit with bro I ain't gon' tell you 'bout Ain't take advantage of me no more, I ain't gon' bail you out Had a grown bitch, like 24, used to come and get me out I was too young to bail out, go to her crib, then wear it out That Glock was like my shirt, cock that bitch and wear it out Ask your homie them, "Do it work?" Cock that bitch and air it out Goin' to jail every damn summer, I just ain't care about Now you gotta be somebody to know my whereabouts Clap shit up, they ain't hear about it, they heard about us (Nigga) 2AM, we ridin', mamas worried about us In this bitch, it's lookin' like we robbed Cabela's Ridin' with ladders, these bitches gon' sound like propellors You pussy and I smell it, coke, I used to sell it I can't believe that you would tell it Roll the Runtz, inhale it Remember I was waitin' on them to mail it Pourin' pints up in my belly They tryna throw me on probation, I can't piss test, I'ma fail it I might never see Toronto 'cause I might end up a felon Sat in county for a week, I'm givin' pizza to my sellers And Cap know he took a piece of me when that nigga left me And he know he's 'posed to be with me, I let that been a lesson That just mean we 'posed to stick together, add some more Smith & Wessons More niggas on security, that's just more niggas to stretch you Wopskino stay on security, 'cause I stay with all this jewelry And we stay away from the fuck niggas, 'cause we ain't with all of that fooleries And we ridin' with fullies, and we all some bullies We ain't got on no mask, but we all in hoodies And we don't give no fuck who you is, nigga, book me Niggas just send that forty, we gon' pull up smokin' Zuki What it is, nigga?