BigXthaPlug - Levels lyrics

I picked you up when you
Fell and cut your knee
I told you not to cry and
Held you close to me (You left me for some)
You don't shit where you live, eah
I like that better (You left me for some)
One, we can help you (You left me for some)
Two, we can allow to help yourself
(You left me for some)
And three, we can have you replaced
(You left me for some)
You left me for somebody elsе

Ayy see, I really been poppin' my shit
On a whole nother lеvel
You playin', get sent to the devil
These bitches been on me
I swear they keep calling my phone
I'm like "Hold on, let me check my schedule"
If she get time of day, then
I had a good play so, I'm back at the spot
She gettin' bent like a pretzel
These niggas be soft on a bitch
But be turned off a perc
Boy, I'm solid and stand on whatever
See, I really been poppin' my shit
On a whole nother level
You playin', get sent to the devil
These bitches been on me
I swear they keep calling my phone
I'm like "Hold on, let me check my schedule"
If she get time of day, then
I had a good play so, I'm back at the spot
She gettin' bent like a pretzel
These niggas be soft on a bitch
But be turned off a perc
Boy, I'm solid and stand on whatever

Ayy, bitch, I'm poppin' like corn on a kettle
A lame nigga reach for my chain
And get hit with this metal
If first shit, we on to new levels
I put triple D on my back
And my foot on the pedal
I'm chasin' ciabatta the cheddar
I really know Mexicans tho I
Call all of them "Jefe" we up
You can go check the record 'cause lately
I've really been ballin'
I'm feelin' like Steph
Sit back, lemme teach you a lesson
You run up on BigXthaPlug and
Get hit with this weapon
Want the Glock, the AR, or the Wesson?
But, I'll still beat yo' bitch ass
Like it's Marvel and Tekken
Teacher pray every day to the reverend
She know that I'm not on my last, son
I been a felon
Think he sweet, put a hole in his melon
And I'll prolly beat the lil' case
'cause we don't do no telling
To the lost ones, I'm something like Helen
These niggas be hoppin' and hollering, boy
Fuck all that yelling
We 'bout it come check out my section
Taliban shit, but, you know it's six
Hundred that I'm repping
In my hood, boy, I'm something like a legend
You can't join the gang if
You not overshooting and stepping
Where he play
That's the same place we left him
Was being too extra
I hate that the gang had to stretch him

See, I really been poppin' my shit
On a whole nother level
You playin', get sent to the devil
These bitches been on me
I swear they keep calling my phone
I'm like "Hold on, let me check my schedule"
If she get time of day, then
I had a good play so, I'm back at the spot
She gettin' bent like a pretzel
These niggas be soft on a bitch
But be turned off a perc
Boy, I'm solid and stand on whatever
See, I really been poppin' my shit
On a whole nother level
You playin', get sent to the devil
These bitches been on me
I swear they keep calling my phone
I'm like "Hold on, let me check my schedule"
If she get time of day, then
I had a good play so, I'm back at the spot
She gettin' bent like a pretzel
These niggas be soft on a bitch
But be turned off a perc
Boy, I'm solid and stand on whatever