To The Point (Explicit) - Lil Poppa

Lyrics by：Janarious Wheeler/Jayden Rolle/David Kim/Sterling Reynolds/Lukas Payne

Composed by：Janarious Wheeler/Jayden Rolle/David Kim/Sterling Reynolds/Lukas Payne

Jay foreign

We love you Kevin

Wildchild s**t you're the one wildchild

I'm saying though

Why the f**k a n***a acting like

This fame s**t done got to a n***a or something

Like a n***a asked for this s**t

Like a n***a won't give all this s**t up

And head back to Desi block

You know twelve double O s**t

Never on no h*e s**t always on some go s**t

Come on send me some more s**t

Tell me some s**t I don't know

Why I won't respond to none of that s**t

'Cause I ain't no social thug

And no that s**t don't come with a diss

Boy that s**t come with slugs

I let the media do they job they supposed to judge

Been losing love motherf**ker 'cause I'm supposed to love

And I don't know no other way so I'ma cope with ***

One gotta stay 'cause ain't no room for the both of us

One tried to play

But ain't make it he got his head bust

Pressure come behind me what you think that n***a dead for

And I been seeing dead folks but I ain't scared

That ain't what the f**k these meds for

Eyes red Corbin who these tears shed for

Them memories I play it

Too busy telling a story

I ain't got time to diss the dead

But f**k them n***a they dead

How many times I gotta say it

Don't speak on Desi let him rest better wear a vest

Play p***y and make 'em wear a dress

Too real for interviews and press

Keep it cool I ain't stressing

'Cause we turn L's into lessons

And all them L's turned to blessings

I'm that lickin' that gold Mercury with that chrome Smith and Wesson

Thought ya had me

But ya wrong that's what you get for guessing

Real playa got her leaking through the phone and we just texting

How you turn a b***h on through a message

S**t I like it

And don't compare me to these n***a they ain't nothing like me

I done seen it all

Ain't too much of this s**t can excite me

I made it out it made you sick

I hear ya diss get off my I don't wanna see

She said you finna put all that w**d in that blunt

B***h you know I roll thonks get to the point

Had to tell that h*e it ain't no seeds b***h this runtz

Cut 'em off

They only call me for they needs and they wants

If you really love me

Why you don't show it then that be that fake s**t

The youngin' better slow down before ya crash get ya brakes fixed

And a n***a ain't around

If he ain't down to let that K spit

So just tell me what's the word

I get ya served on some lil' saint s**t

Windows tented in these foreign cars I watch the rain hit

Collect calls from my dawgs

Won't change at all I'm the same jit

And they still on that gang

Detectives think we bang but we don't bang

That's why we be the ones to blame when some brains split

Just cover the ones

Got caught and pray for the ones that we ain't get

Lately I ain't been thinking my mind been on some blank

Tryna break the bank s**t

I'm wildchild you know it's Evergreen for life I can't switch

And I just left the hood

They all proud of this fame s**t

But they don't know the pain that it came with

It worse than being in front of the house

That day when the tank hit

And these n***a around me gone

Take hits while I'ma sit back and make hits

She say keep talking that s**t I like it

And don't compare me to these n***a they ain't nothing like me

I done seen it all ain't too much of this s**t

Can excite me

I made it out it made you sick

I hear ya diss get off my D I don't wanna see

She said you finna put all that w**d in that blunt

B***h you know I roll thonks get to the point

Had to tell that h*e it ain't no seeds b***h this runtz

Cut 'em off

They only call me for they needs and they wants