Squares Out Ya Circle

[Hook:Future] You got people that surround you They gon' try they best to down you Keep them square up out ya circle What don't kill you is gon' hurt you And it's only gon' get worser It's only gon' get [Verse 1:Ice Berg] Ay listen I can't fuck with fuck niggas It's like they want me stuck with 'em And no we ain't related so please don't call me bruh nigga This is for the one that got snitched on And all the niggas who did long Who got shitted on and got a list of the ones They ain't fucking with when they get home See all I need is my weed lit and a freak bitch that eat dick I'd rather ride around with her than a nigga that sneak diss My bands up and I'm iced out my crib laid and my jit straight Got damn I build all these shit right here off mixtapes See I'm on my way yea I'm still I'm on my way When I'm gon' get there? Shit I'm proud I got to get here Them niggas broke I'm in fifth gear So just sit there while I get rich And if the world don't end I promise your ass Ima make you hate me this year In other words Shit real and I can't let them --- And ain't no way ima let me fold And a niggas got homeboy that'll take yo life And I can't do shit but try to do better Answer their calls but send some cheddar And tell they hoes to send some letters But when you go feds them hoes get fed up [Hook]