Lyrics Intern - 2Kz

Intern

These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it’s paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don’t do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don’t want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young nigga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope
We ain’t speaking on the phone
Undercovers try to call
Know I gave 'em dial tone
Young nigga tryna ball
Give my daughters everything I never had
Other words, I’m tryna give 'em it all
Spend a quick 10 racks in the mall
Niggas making videos for the lol
That’s the shit that got a nigga in odd
Got me thinking bout the shit that he saw
Feeing money, I ain’t getting involved
All these dope, I cannot keep in my sock
Bad bitch, got her beating the pot
Big belly, almost touching the pot
Big belly, 'cause I’m eating a lot
Certain niggas said they were riding, but I know they boutta rename
Dirty cops got me checking my mirror, I’m watching for feds
My bitch hate it when I’m paranoid, she said it’s all in my head
She don’t know I got a half in the car, and a whole lotta bread
I got locked because dope in the lot, 4 block and I’m serving it hot
Big body taking over the lot, niggas talk now there’s whole lotta watch
Dump the meds, when I’m cooking the rocks
Free my nigga, he just sold to a cop
Hustle rests, 60 months in the building
Left the jail and headed straight to the block
These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it’s paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don’t do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don’t want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young nigga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope
I don’t pay no mind to these niggas, I’m way bigger
I could never drop a dime on my nigga, that’s go figure
I’m in another class, yeah
Feds sitting in the parking lot, I need another trap
Ex-girl tryna Face Time, but you know I’m gone, poof
I’m on to some new shit
Only nigga who still kicks in the city, I’m stuck into something exclusive
Had to seperate myself from these niggas they think that I’m moving reclusive
Apron on, with the wife beater, yeah I beat the pot off, I’m abusive
Cops want me in the back of a cruiser, I’m way too illusive
Bad bitch dripping in the Medusa, she loving my music
Why a nigga bringing guns in the uber, we partying bullshit
All we did is come to have us a good time, but we can get ignorant
I was sitting in the back of the cold room when I heard my nigga get that
5-piece
But after that I made a phone call, and went OT with a 9-piece
This the life I gotta live, I’m just tryna feed my kids
Authentic, no cap nigga, I’m just rapping what it really is
These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it’s paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap a lady, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me
I don’t do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don’t want smoke
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke
Young nigga, I was broke and down till' I ran into dope
Got a intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope