Ask For - Wolde & Jrunna

How long you been rappin'? A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? Are you still trappin? Huh? I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie I did, how you know that? Boy how you went got it? I been grindin' How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he's my nigga Man how that shit happen? Don't worry 'bout it Is you really breakin' bread with your team? I am Or are you just cappin'? I'm good They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me questions, man I don't even reply to 'em They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me 'bout drugs, I don't do none' but lie to 'em They askin' me 21 questions Over and over, I don't do the confessions They tryna switch up on the story To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me Yeah, they tryna fuck me Prayin', hope they get lucky Hopin' I crack Nah, I'll never do that They showing me pictures of faces Bringing up old ass cases Tryna make me write a statement Reading other niggas' affidavits Why you sing with Gotti, ain't you the mob? You know you wrong What you doin' it for the money or something? What you tryna get on? I been had the streets in a headlock Fuck you mean is I'm tryna get on? Look I go where I wanna go, do what I wanna do Cause nigga I'm grown See real niggas link up and get some money The fuck is you on? And niggas can't tell me who to fuck with Cause I got this shit on my own And I was in the streets grinding Before I was shining while you was at home And I'm the type of nigga smack the shit out you Or put one in your dome How long you been rappin'? A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? Are you still trappin? Huh? I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie I did, how you know that? Boy how you went got it? I been grindin' How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he's my nigga Man how that shit happen? Don't worry 'bout it Is you really breakin' bread with your team? I am Or are you just cappin'? I'm good They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me questions, man I don't even reply to 'em They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me 'bout drugs, I don't do none' but lie to 'em They askin' me 21 questions Over and over, I don't do the confessions They tryna switch up on the story To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me Mad 'cause I got my ass in Same nigga talkin', same nigga would've broke the pen I'ma shoot my thirty-two, that's why my clip extend Bullets with the blue tip will take off a nigga's skin Will take off a nigga's head, I'm like fuck you and your man All that yelling in your rhymes make it hard to comprehend I just got to ask this question, why you in your feelings though? Why you on social media actin' like you do, but don't want smoke? Same niggas act like bitches, same ones get treated like hoes Sending shots through a post All on Twitter doing the most Asking questions, I ain't with it What you ridin'? how you livin'? How much you got? What you spending? Who you rock with? who you not with? Who you shop with? Ain't with the questions, you need to stop it How long you been rappin'? A lil minute, why, why you ask me that? Are you still trappin? Huh? I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie I did, how you know that? Boy how you went got it? I been grindin' How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he's my nigga Man how that shit happen? Don't worry 'bout it Is you really breakin' bread with your team? I am Or are you just cappin'? I'm good They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me questions, man I don't even reply to 'em They askin' me, askin' me They askin' me 'bout drugs, I don't do none' but lie to 'em They askin' me 21 questions Over and over, I don't do the confessions They tryna switch up on the story To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me

You don't gotta ask for nothing You just show me something Show me that you're worth my time Even if it ain't perfect timing Finally got a grip on where my mind is I don't want you to be perfect I just want you trying Cause my heart can't handle any more surprises Baby got a beach body, make me wanna dive in Tell me I'm the one, come show me that in private I know you young and you afraid too I can't promise I won't play you But you can't lie you don't play to But you said you wanna switch things up Let's fuck about it then we'll twist things up Still in college you afraid of what your friends think I'm a man baby, I don't want pretending You just wanted good love And a roof over your head But you got me instead But you got me instead But you got me instead

We lit all the time My homies got criminal minds So I'm watching my back all the time Act up and I leave you behind yeah yeah Member back then I was broke I had to ask for it Now I pull up my Louie back pack got racks on it Yeah yeah That was yesterday My homie got out like yesterday Open the top on the wraith we Countin stars today Yeah uh, open the top on yo bae she gave me top today Yeah uh count up the racks in the safe we going up today. Oh oh Ya nigga is rats ya niggas is snitchin My homie got time and he ain't even do it New rapper Bitch that I fuck in the kitchen Weight on these niggas I ain't even lift And this scale on me New but it's stain from the kitchen And my drip is so vintage you can even get He Cappin so much so we knocked off his fitted We in the bando we smoke in the kitchen Back out the Tesla avoid the collision I can't pull on her hair ima fuck up extensions Heard you fucking up money you fucking up business We in the bando we smoke in the kitchen Back out the Tesla avoid the collision I can't pull on her hair ima fuck up extensions Heard you fucking up money you fucking up business Ah uh. That was like yesterday... And I hate I had it had to be his way Cause I'm better than yesterday Ah uh. That was like yesterday... And I hate I had it had to be his way Cause I'm better than yesterday I feel the hate in the air But all of my jacket Moncler She wanna leave me I dare Gelato filling the air But all of my nights is a blur Like all of this money a curse Keep an LV on her purse She let me fuck on the first Like fuck is you saying I told you stick to the plan You should be giving me brain Recline in Musslane Niggas is not in my lane I did it again Realize I fucked on her friend Sit on my lap You wanna roll all my pack She love my dick in her back (Yaaaa Ahhh) We lit all the time My homies got criminal minds So I'm watching my back all the time Act up and I leave you behind yeah yeah Member back then I was broke I had to ask for it Now I pull up my Louie back pack got racks on it (Got racks, Got Racks)