Plottin

[Hook] Y'all ain't getting in way this money Y'all ain't getting in way this dope Y'all ain't getting in way my family Y'all ain't getting in way my bro [Verse 1] They shot my bro bro's baby in the fucking head You're lucky that they took you to the fucking feds Cause any my niggas see you nigga you're fucking dead Its so hot in my hood that I don't even took my shit Now my bro bro fatal walk round with a fucking vest Cause my niggas from my block don't really fuck with him And we all on the same game don't make no fucking sense My Baltimore blood niggas fucking with the fucking crips Beating cops and busting shit, but us niggas is fucking dicks We let these races through where ever and we hunt ourselves Most my niggas is some killers and a couple pimps So that PTSD shit it really fuck with them [Hook] But Y'all ain't getting in way this money Y'all ain't getting in way this dope Y'all ain't getting in way my family Y'all ain't getting in way my bros [Verse 2] I touch down this morning off the plane I really got them calls, said the hood just think the same No respect in these streets, niggas don't live where they claim No more owns a single piece of land but us niggas still bang And we carrying them things, and these things ain't by in vain These little niggas ain't got no aim then 34 off they gon hit something Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah I got the town on my back im surrounded by straps and went deep in my crib cause I write it like that One deep let it rain when im cloudy like that [Hook] Y'all ain't getting in way this dope Y'all ain't getting in way my family Y'all ain't getting in way my bros But Y'all ain't getting in way this money Y'all ain't getting in way this dope Y'all ain't getting in way my family Y'all ain't getting in way my bros