MXRS - NME's Lyrics

I drop the top on all my enemies, let it breathe
Roll another, on to better things, better things
And I got like 10 fingers, but I need 11 rings
10 for me another one for my baby yeah, yeah
Drop the top on all my enemies, I just let it breathe
And if them niggas wanna send for me, then its RIP
And I'm reciprocating energy, they know what I mean
Can't put your trust up in these fiends, they was scheming all along
Now I can't treat em' like they family, the way they switchin' quick
I was tryna' build a home with em', they was stealing bricks
Try to catch em' when they fall, I won't let my niggas slip
And now that all them niggas gone, now there's diamonds on my wrist
Now they wanna run it back to me, wanna reminisce
You was acting like a woman, I'ma treat you like a bitch
And you fuckin' broke my trust, and that's something that don't fix
And I was shooting for the stars, now I'm shootin' from my hip
And now the king is in his bag now, where my damn crown
Please don't ask me for no handouts, put yo hands down
Now I'm counting up the money bitches in the background
They go crazy when they hear me sayin' this the damn sound
And every time I make a song, nigga I'ma cash out
And all these cuts up on my wrist, make a nigga pass out
Told em' all I'm in my bag now, in my bag now
And I got this shit on lock, I'ma make it tap out yeah, yeah
Drop the top on all my enemies, I just let it breathe
And if them niggas wanna send for me, then its RIP
And I'm reciprocating energy, they know what I mean
Can't put your trust up in these fiends, they was scheming all along
Now I can't treat em' like they family, the way they switchin' quick
I was tryna' build a home with em', they was stealing bricks
Try to catch em' when they fall, I won't let my niggas slip
And now that all them niggas gone, now there's diamonds on my wrist
And my niggas hit a lick, now they switchin' up the fits
Sun shining on the tints, that shit look like an eclipse
We gon' take him out his kicks, how my niggas run a blitz
Lookin' like astrologists, constellation on my wrist
My boys get up in the mix, til' that shit homogenous
That boy play a lotta tricks, put the 40 to his lips
Lookin' like he took a sip, but that nigga doesn't drink
We gon' open up his lid, tryna' see how niggas think
We gon' run up in his crib, bullets leakin' like his sink
And if 12 pull us over, nigga we don't say a thing
And we dance around them questions, but I promise we don't sing
And I've been up in my feelings if you wondered where I been
Then its back to the hood with my niggas, I'm doing good with my niggas
My whip chocolate and vanilla, lately I feel like a winner
I used to sell dimes like a dealer, now my whole fit from Margiela
He used to be good as a kid, the streets went and made him a killer
Now he went and dropped the top on all his enemies
Had his hands around his neck, he won't let that nigga breathe
That boy turned into a rat, now he looking for his cheese
Thought that pussy was his dog, but he had a lotta fleas
I drop the top on all my enemies, I let it breathe
Roll another, on to better things, better things
And I got like 10 fingers, but I need 11 rings
10 for me another one for my baby yeah, yeah

I drop the top on all my enemies, let it breathe
Roll another, on to better things, better things
And I got like 10 fingers, but I need 11 rings
10 for me another one for my baby yeah, yeah
Drop the top on all my enemies, I just let it breathe
And if them niggas wanna send for me, then its RIP
And I'm reciprocating energy, they know what I mean
Can't put your trust up in these fiends, they was scheming all along
Now I can't treat em' like they family, the way they switchin' quick
I was tryna' build a home with em', they was stealing bricks
Try to catch em' when they fall, I won't let my niggas slip
And now that all them niggas gone, now there's diamonds on my wrist
Now they wanna run it back to me, wanna reminisce
You was acting like a woman, I'ma treat you like a bitch
And you fuckin' broke my trust, and that's something that don't fix
And I was shooting for the stars, now I'm shootin' from my hip
And now the king is in his bag now, where my damn crown
Please don't ask me for no handouts, put yo hands down
Now I'm counting up the money bitches in the background
They go crazy when they hear me sayin' this the damn sound
And every time I make a song, nigga I'ma cash out
And all these cuts up on my wrist, make a nigga pass out
Told em' all I'm in my bag now, in my bag now
And I got this shit on lock, I'ma make it tap out yeah, yeah
Drop the top on all my enemies, I just let it breathe
And if them niggas wanna send for me, then its RIP
And I'm reciprocating energy, they know what I mean
Can't put your trust up in these fiends, they was scheming all along
Now I can't treat em' like they family, the way they switchin' quick
I was tryna' build a home with em', they was stealing bricks
Try to catch em' when they fall, I won't let my niggas slip
And now that all them niggas gone, now there's diamonds on my wrist
And my niggas hit a lick, now they switchin' up the fits
Sun shining on the tints, that shit look like an eclipse
We gon' take him out his kicks, how my niggas run a blitz
Lookin' like astrologists, constellation on my wrist
My boys get up in the mix, til' that shit homogenous
That boy play a lotta tricks, put the 40 to his lips
Lookin' like he took a sip, but that nigga doesn't drink
We gon' open up his lid, tryna' see how niggas think
We gon' run up in his crib, bullets leakin' like his sink
And if 12 pull us over, nigga we don't say a thing
And we dance around them questions, but I promise we don't sing
And I've been up in my feelings if you wondered where I been
Then its back to the hood with my niggas, I'm doing good with my niggas
My whip chocolate and vanilla, lately I feel like a winner
I used to sell dimes like a dealer, now my whole fit from Margiela
He used to be good as a kid, the streets went and made him a killer
Now he went and dropped the top on all his enemies
Had his hands around his neck, he won't let that nigga breathe
That boy turned into a rat, now he looking for his cheese
Thought that pussy was his dog, but he had a lotta fleas
I drop the top on all my enemies, I let it breathe
Roll another, on to better things, better things
And I got like 10 fingers, but I need 11 rings
10 for me another one for my baby yeah, yeah