UnoTheActivist - Issa Crime lyrics

They act like it's a crime just
'cause I was doing me (Swear)
Act like it's a crime just
'cause I be doing me (Swear, dig)
Said they want some of my time,  told 'em
 "It ain't nothing free"
Said, I get to the bag, period
You boys not hearing me (Swear)

Yeah, shout out to lil' Virgil
I got Diors on my feet (Let's go)
And that dope is a lil' off white
I ain't talking 'bout no tees (Let's go)
You hit the dope and it might hurt
Your stomach, you hit the gas
Now you out like Creed
I get you whacked for a lil' bit of money
He turn to rat for a lil' bit of cheese

All of the opp hoes come to
Out back, 'cause on your head


I sprinkled a lil' cheese
I got some bowls, it's out in the
Back, I get it off thirty-one, thirty-three
Pull up to your house and I'm cleaning
It up, I'm spraying it down
Ain't talking Febreeze
No, I ain't answer, I'm dealing with shit
Everybody always think that I be free
They calling him Rick, he thinking he
Slick, put pumps to his chest
Now I told him to breathe
I'm rocking the Rick right down to the
Kicks, you looked at my shoes
Thought it was McQueen
He made the wrong move, put him in
The box, add a logo on it, call it Supreme
I got a Gucci logo on my socks


They act like it's a crime just
'cause I was doing me (Swear)
Act like it's a crime just
'cause I be doing me (Swear, dig)
Said they want some of my time,  told 'em
 "It ain't nothing free"
Said, I get to the bag, period
You boys not hearing me (Swear)

Yeah, shout out to lil' Virgil
I got Diors on my feet (Let's go)
And that dope is a lil' off white
I ain't talking 'bout no tees (Let's go)
You hit the dope and it might hurt
Your stomach, you hit the gas
Now you out like Creed
I get you whacked for a lil' bit of money
He turn to rat for a lil' bit of cheese
They act like it's a crime just
'cause I was doing me (Swear)
Act like it's a crime just
'cause I be doing me (Swear)
Said they want some of my time, told 'em
"It ain't nothing free" (Dig)
Said, I get to the bag, period
You boys not hearing me (Dig)

Told that bitch to shut up
Now that bitch is hearing me
She gon' get to the bag, period
Or she can't be here with me
I was rocking Fear of God
These niggas was fearing me
I can't fuck with all of these bitches
The beat is changing my energy

Still swooping up enemies
If he a friend of all my enemies
Can't be a friend of me
I can't trust a soul
My partner tried putting an end to me
I done turned to a whole demon
I don't know what got into me (Dig)

Ho ho
Ho ho

I know my ho's got hoes mad
They wanna be her so bad
I'm stepping on niggas like floor mats
I'm asking, "Can I have my flows back?"
I'm on the block like the old Shaq
Put him on the spot with some Windex
I hit the dope
I'm trying to get my wind back
I took an L, but I got my win back

They act like it's a crime just
'cause I was doing me (Swear)
Act like it's a crime just
'cause I be doing me (Swear, dig)
Said they want some of my time,  told 'em
 "It ain't nothing free"
Said, I get to the bag, period
You boys not hearing me (Swear)

Yeah, shout out to lil' Virgil
I got Diors on my feet (Let's go)
And that dope is a lil' off white
I ain't talking 'bout no tees (Let's go)
You hit the dope and it might hurt
Your stomach, you hit the gas
Now you out like Creed
I get you whacked for a lil' bit of money
He turn to rat for a lil' bit of cheese
They act like it's a crime just
'cause I was doing me (What?)
Act like it's a crime just
'cause I be doing me (Dig)
Said they want some of my time, told 'em
"It ain't nothing free" (Swear)
Said, I get to the bag, period
You boys not hearing me (Swear)

Yeah, shout out to lil' Virgil
I got Diors on my feet (Swear)
And that dope is a lil' off white
I ain't talking 'bout no tees (Let's go)
You hit the dope and it might hurt
Your stomach, you hit the gas
Now you out like Creed
I get you whacked for a lil' bit of money
He turn to rat for a lil' bit of cheese