6 Qrtz Lyrics

I was there to take away the pain Whenever you hurt inside

Surround you with the walls of happiness And let no one hurt your pride

Till Tems if the world was ending then I'd probably get high and do coke in my Benz

They tell me quit rapping bout drugs and money And think bout your family and friends

Well my homie keep asking for dimes of the clear so his girlfriend can go to Berlin

And my mama I'm paying her bills every month But she probably wish I would chill

My shooter keep telling me start up some beef What's the point if we can't even kill

I want to just tell him to cool it And give me a break but he keeping it trill

See rapping is crazy cause everyone saying I'm dope and I'm keeping it real

When I'm really just trying to get paid off my name every week bitch I'm probably a shill

She said we can fuck if you want but the lights don't work Can you pay on the bill

I wanted to tell her bitch I ain't no sucker But fuck it I'm already here

And the way that she sucking my dick while I'm eating these chips It was probably a steal

It's Halloween records just come to my section My nigga well make it a deal

The way that I'm killing these beats I can't say that I'm Wayne but I'm probably a lil

Lil scared of these niggas they probably snitching on me just to get out the fed

When they come here to get me I already dipped to Miami to get out the crib

And I call up the rat from whole nother jack like how do they know where I live

Bitch I'm a demon just give me a reason like Michael to see you again

I'ma chill by the bay while I dodge me a case

And come back when it's Halloween day

I talk to my lawyer when I get arrested I already know what to say

I go in I come out bitch it's nothing to me I got bonded for less than a K

I'm going straight back to the A just to cop me another I'm colder in Trey

It's Paid when you see me I rap independent don't call me by government names

I don't rap for the fame I rap for the money and bitches I guess I'm a pro

But I promise if I get the fame and some pussy for this then I don't get no dough

Then I'm out so don't call me for features or book me for shows cause I'm not finna go

My mama ain't raising no dummy I'm country but who the fuck said I was slow

I ain't rapping for me bitch I rap for the streets and these niggas that said I was broke

And I'm still with this shit for anyone hating and thinking they wantin the smoke

Keep talking your shit get to waving your pistols I promise you gon' get your issue

I'm really upset that you acting like this cause I'm knowing your family gon' miss you

I stay with the heat like you Udonis I promised my city I'm not finna leave

That's six into quarters I'm placing your order I'll see you on Halloween