Everything was all good way back in the day
Then whole hood really went wild
Long live the gang, man, the whole hood missin' them smiles
Swear the whole hood missin' them smiles
I'm a Set baby, 1300 block ass nigga
You can tell from my walk to my style
I ain't really hop off the porch 'til a nigga got older
But I been on the block since a child
We was rugrats in the trenches, now you up in the sky
Stay as far from as I look up to the clouds
Pray for a sign just to know you still with me, so I seen the sun shine
That's how I knew that you was proud
God was there so many times, could've lost my life
Or fought for it on trial
But it's like he chose me to be the one with the mic' in my hands
Steady talkin' in front of them crowds
Overcame a lot by myself ever since I got rich
It's like everybody wanna come around
I remember I was dead broke, nigga, I ain't have shit
You one of the list of numbers I could dial
Back against the ropes, wasn't no one there to help me fight
Nigga, I wanna just throw in the towel
Keep my circle small, never let a bitch nigga in
That's just somethin' that I really can't allow
Man, I'm sorry, but I can't yell, "Gang", with a nigga who ain't valid
Or down to do a bid with me
Seem like every day it's a brand new nigga in my face
Tryna claim some kin to me
It's a whole lot of niggas with thay f*ckin' hand out
But can't name one thing they done did for me
Hell nah, you can't hit this Backwood if you wasn't scrapin' up change
Blowin' Swishers in the crib with me
Seem like the industry pick and choose who they want in the front
Man, this shit lookin' rigged to me
And you talkin' like you live that shit but I'm really from the trenches
I don't feel it, so I disagree
Do you really understand all the ups and downs to this lifestyle?
Shit fun but it's bittersweet
What you know about days missing out on meals
Just to make sure your brothers and your sisters eat?
It was re-up time, I was on my grind
Told the P's I ain't taking no shorts
We was playin' the block, f*ck a sport
The way that we shootin' and passin' the rock
You would think that we play on the court
When my niggas died, they thought it was funny
So kill 'em and don't show remorse
It's a whole lot of goofy ass niggas in the way out here
Should've stayed on the porch
Niggas ain't ready to give up the spotlight
They don't wanna pass me the torch
Yeah, I'm hot right now so they gon' dick ride
Whether it's hate or support
But was I gon' make it? Of course
Lil Polo like that man on the horse
I need a Lambo' or a Porsche
Tryna run up them M's
Got place to flex on these niggas like I'm liftin' weights at the gym
I hang with some killers
Few lil' savages with me, my shooters don't aim at the rim
He tough with his chest out
We pull them TECs out, blast 'til we knock off a limb
Have him runnin' up out of his Timbs
Niggas know we be wettin' shit
If you walk with the opps then I hope you can swim
Polo G - Die a Legend Album Lyrics
Polo G - Die a Legend Lyrics
Writer: Detric Jamal Jackson, Sidney Reynolds, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Ashley Marie Gainey
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dyin Breed
JTK
Yo, Ayo
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
We grew up playin' cops and robbers, I was never 12
They tried to warn us like we gon' see them heaven gates or jail
Free ManMan, f*ck the law, just got his letter in the mail
Eyeballing the work, this shit don't ever touch a scale
Was fighting petty cases, I couldn't even pay my bail
Now it's thirty on my wrist, I paid a stack for these Chanels
I drew up a new game plan and bounced back from them Ls
Made it through the storm, they ain't think that I was gon' prevail
Glock up on my hip and this bitch got thirty shells
Just look at us, we lost it, pussy nigga, can't you tell?
Lil Wooski lost his brothers, he gon' give them niggas hell
Leave 'em on the ground leakin' out, skin turning pale
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
Them was my sandbox niggas like I been with 'em since birth
Tryna pull up on they corner and make niggas disperse
We just want 'em to feel our pain 'cause we been hurt
They took one of ours, we just tryna get reimbursed
Took so many losses, swear I thought the hood was cursed
Started off with nothing, had to get this shit from the dirt
And life been better now, but I'm still expecting the worst
I hop in foreigns for my boys who took a ride in that hearse
And I been going hard 'cause I'm content on comin' in first
God whispered in my ear and told me, "Kill every verse"
Feel like I'm goin' numb, swallowin' these X pills and Percs
Them drugs beatin' me, feel like my heart gon' jump through my shirt
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
Yo, Ayo
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
We grew up playin' cops and robbers, I was never 12
They tried to warn us like we gon' see them heaven gates or jail
Free ManMan, f*ck the law, just got his letter in the mail
Eyeballing the work, this shit don't ever touch a scale
Was fighting petty cases, I couldn't even pay my bail
Now it's thirty on my wrist, I paid a stack for these Chanels
I drew up a new game plan and bounced back from them Ls
Made it through the storm, they ain't think that I was gon' prevail
Glock up on my hip and this bitch got thirty shells
Just look at us, we lost it, pussy nigga, can't you tell?
Lil Wooski lost his brothers, he gon' give them niggas hell
Leave 'em on the ground leakin' out, skin turning pale
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
Them was my sandbox niggas like I been with 'em since birth
Tryna pull up on they corner and make niggas disperse
We just want 'em to feel our pain 'cause we been hurt
They took one of ours, we just tryna get reimbursed
Took so many losses, swear I thought the hood was cursed
Started off with nothing, had to get this shit from the dirt
And life been better now, but I'm still expecting the worst
I hop in foreigns for my boys who took a ride in that hearse
And I been going hard 'cause I'm content on comin' in first
God whispered in my ear and told me, "Kill every verse"
Feel like I'm goin' numb, swallowin' these X pills and Percs
Them drugs beatin' me, feel like my heart gon' jump through my shirt
Real niggas is a dyin' breed, but I'm still maintaining
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit
My day one niggas, them the niggas that I came with
Ain't no big homies, we just reckless gangbanging
Don't get caught in the mix 'cause this shit is very dangerous
Guess you want some clout, we gon' really make you famous
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i8, watch me lane switch
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, you don't speak my language
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Jordan T. Knight, Taurus Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Through da Storm
Hey big brother, it's me, Leah
Remember at the old house, I said you was gonna be a big star one day?
I'm so proud of you
Mm-mm-mm, Polo G
Live in the flesh
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Phone on D-N-D, I'm out in Cali whippin' through the mountains
Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Need new shoes, I started hustling 'cause I didn't get no allowance
Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Hottest in my city, I heard every record label scouting
I got rich and left the hood, still don't leave the crib without it
Swear it ain't no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
So much money, can't keep track, I think I might need a accountant
I been runnin' up that check, them blue hunnids just keep piling
Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Couldn't leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
We gon' live like kings for all them nights ain't have no place to sleep
Niggas watched us starving, never offered us a place to eat
Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won't wait for me
Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn't wait to see
Granny, I'm locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Now I'm the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
Ain't budging 'bout no problems, what a nigga gon' come take from me?
I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon' lay deceased
This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon' hit his face with heat
With this shit for life, forever gang until I'm eighty-three
Real niggas dyin', it seem like heaven is the place to be
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Remember at the old house, I said you was gonna be a big star one day?
I'm so proud of you
Mm-mm-mm, Polo G
Live in the flesh
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Phone on D-N-D, I'm out in Cali whippin' through the mountains
Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Need new shoes, I started hustling 'cause I didn't get no allowance
Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Hottest in my city, I heard every record label scouting
I got rich and left the hood, still don't leave the crib without it
Swear it ain't no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
So much money, can't keep track, I think I might need a accountant
I been runnin' up that check, them blue hunnids just keep piling
Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Couldn't leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
We gon' live like kings for all them nights ain't have no place to sleep
Niggas watched us starving, never offered us a place to eat
Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won't wait for me
Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn't wait to see
Granny, I'm locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Now I'm the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
Ain't budging 'bout no problems, what a nigga gon' come take from me?
I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon' lay deceased
This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon' hit his face with heat
With this shit for life, forever gang until I'm eighty-three
Real niggas dyin', it seem like heaven is the place to be
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
F*ck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Effortless
Sonic
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
My life a movie, ever since birth, it's been lights, camera, action
I did a lot of shit in these streets but only got booked for trappin'
I'm from Chicago, where it's normal to hear .40s clappin'
All you hear is them shots let off, that door slam, and them tires scratchin'
Rollie on my wrist, gotta get more rich, I want that brand new Patek
I ball like AI, this shit effortless, don't give a f*ck 'bout practice
Where I'm from we all on that car, if he drive too fast, we gon' let him have it
Opposition wanna kill me, and I'll be damned if I let it happen
And the day I leave this Earth, I'ma die with legend status
I'ma reunite with my demons, we gon' be in heaven cappin'
Hunnid K on VVS, just to show I'm blessed from rappin'
I keep this glizzy tucked if they plan on necklace snatchin'
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
My shoes from Germany, like James Harden, you'll step on the scene
Double G's, new Margiela, Alexander McQueen
And you know that bag on me, it's at least fifty bands in them jeans
Pockets fat and my jewelry dancing, diamonds flooded like New Orleans
Lavish life, now I live like a king, I got on, now I'm blessing my team
Told my brother, "I got your back", show my niggas what loyalty mean
But this shit wasn't as easy as it seem, my homie died at sixteen
I remember I was up all night, kept seeing death in my dreams
I was posted on Set with them fiends, hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream
Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams, young nigga tryna kill everything
Touch his soul with this four nickel ring, it's a whole lot of shots flying
You get face time with that Smith and Wesson ring, ayy
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
Sonic
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
My life a movie, ever since birth, it's been lights, camera, action
I did a lot of shit in these streets but only got booked for trappin'
I'm from Chicago, where it's normal to hear .40s clappin'
All you hear is them shots let off, that door slam, and them tires scratchin'
Rollie on my wrist, gotta get more rich, I want that brand new Patek
I ball like AI, this shit effortless, don't give a f*ck 'bout practice
Where I'm from we all on that car, if he drive too fast, we gon' let him have it
Opposition wanna kill me, and I'll be damned if I let it happen
And the day I leave this Earth, I'ma die with legend status
I'ma reunite with my demons, we gon' be in heaven cappin'
Hunnid K on VVS, just to show I'm blessed from rappin'
I keep this glizzy tucked if they plan on necklace snatchin'
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
My shoes from Germany, like James Harden, you'll step on the scene
Double G's, new Margiela, Alexander McQueen
And you know that bag on me, it's at least fifty bands in them jeans
Pockets fat and my jewelry dancing, diamonds flooded like New Orleans
Lavish life, now I live like a king, I got on, now I'm blessing my team
Told my brother, "I got your back", show my niggas what loyalty mean
But this shit wasn't as easy as it seem, my homie died at sixteen
I remember I was up all night, kept seeing death in my dreams
I was posted on Set with them fiends, hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream
Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams, young nigga tryna kill everything
Touch his soul with this four nickel ring, it's a whole lot of shots flying
You get face time with that Smith and Wesson ring, ayy
Talk slick, he a dead man, shots from the FN sprayin'
These days, they don't give a f*ck, they'll shoot where the kids playin'
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'
Sonic
Writer: Eric Sandoval, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pop Out
Jd On Tha Track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain)
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain (put in pain)
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game)
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same)
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make)
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate)
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes)
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
I was in and outta state (state)
'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make)
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away)
F*ck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today (back today)
I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape
Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late
Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase
And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face
Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K
Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith
Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased
And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain)
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain (put in pain)
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game)
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same)
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make)
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate)
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes)
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
I was in and outta state (state)
'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make)
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away)
F*ck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today (back today)
I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Writer: Dylan Berg, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Taurus Bartlett, Tione Mertitt
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Battle Cry
JTK
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
Addicted to this ecstasy, I like how it feel
It's like I been poppin' X ever since I tried a pill
Shit got me through some hard times, I lost my mind for real
Lot of shit happened way too fast, I ain't have time to heal
Ed was gon' make it on that court but he died in the field
I was still hangin' in the hood before I signed a deal
Posted on Hudson, jakes ridin' past, I had my nine concealed
Hot 'nem do no talking, they just spark shit when it's time to drill
Lil Stank so reckless, he ride fast when he behind the wheel
My shorties hot, keep bending blocks, they gon' slide with the steel
We lost some soldiers in that war so they been tryin' to kill
I be dolo with my ice on, I been tryin' to chill
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
Ain't no playin' both sides over here, please make your mind up and choose
Bitches cheerleadin' and then they sneak dissin', I think they sort of confused
Please stop runnin' your mouth, that's how brothers go missin' and niggas get put on the news
You goin' through it, you losin' it, huh? My shorties eager to tighten your screws
Them blickers go off like alarms, but you ain't wakin' up if you snooze
Niggas be clowns, puttin' on shows for the media, I don't be shit but amused
I won't forget 'bout that lil' shit you said, we gon' get you for frontin' your move
My shootas some hell-raisers, come through clappin' broad, they don't give a f*ck 'bout the rules
I played the block, went on them drills by my lonely, I had the 4-0 up in school
Fightin' anxiety so I kept spendin' my last on all of the drugs I abuse
Down on my ass, they ain't give a f*ck about me, I felt like I ain't have nothin' to lose
Now I'm in my bag, just tryna run up these millis 'cause I ain't got nothin' to prove
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
Addicted to this ecstasy, I like how it feel
It's like I been poppin' X ever since I tried a pill
Shit got me through some hard times, I lost my mind for real
Lot of shit happened way too fast, I ain't have time to heal
Ed was gon' make it on that court but he died in the field
I was still hangin' in the hood before I signed a deal
Posted on Hudson, jakes ridin' past, I had my nine concealed
Hot 'nem do no talking, they just spark shit when it's time to drill
Lil Stank so reckless, he ride fast when he behind the wheel
My shorties hot, keep bending blocks, they gon' slide with the steel
We lost some soldiers in that war so they been tryin' to kill
I be dolo with my ice on, I been tryin' to chill
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
Ain't no playin' both sides over here, please make your mind up and choose
Bitches cheerleadin' and then they sneak dissin', I think they sort of confused
Please stop runnin' your mouth, that's how brothers go missin' and niggas get put on the news
You goin' through it, you losin' it, huh? My shorties eager to tighten your screws
Them blickers go off like alarms, but you ain't wakin' up if you snooze
Niggas be clowns, puttin' on shows for the media, I don't be shit but amused
I won't forget 'bout that lil' shit you said, we gon' get you for frontin' your move
My shootas some hell-raisers, come through clappin' broad, they don't give a f*ck 'bout the rules
I played the block, went on them drills by my lonely, I had the 4-0 up in school
Fightin' anxiety so I kept spendin' my last on all of the drugs I abuse
Down on my ass, they ain't give a f*ck about me, I felt like I ain't have nothin' to lose
Now I'm in my bag, just tryna run up these millis 'cause I ain't got nothin' to prove
I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em
Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid, then you changed, nigga
I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga
They know how I bleed, swear this shit up in my veins, nigga
I looked my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in 'em
Boy, I won't play, I'll go to war about my gang members
I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggers
Chopper showers, he gon' fall once that rain hit him
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Jordan T. Knight, Taurus Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BST
JTK
Yo, ayo
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did, ayy
System got the hood f*cked up, killers, crack fiends, and some Christians
Lil' nigga, all he know is bang, only sixteen, on a mission, ayy
Drug money, out there serving fiends only time he show his ambition
Kid on the way, mama's bills late, gotta hustle hard, gotta get it
Block was slow so he have to rob just to make 'em smile on Christmas
Caught a case, judge ain't tryna hear all the things influenced my decisions
Hate to follow rules, elementary school all started off with suspensions
If it weren't for rapping, where would I be? I just thank God that I'm gifted
Made it to the top and I stood up, first I had to crawl in them trenches
We got hate in us, tryna murder somethin', runnin' through the field, hoppin' fences
They left blood stains on our corner, gotta spin back with avengence
Glock discharge, it's a man down, real gang members handle business
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did
We some young niggas, we don't give a f*ck, knock a nigga head right off
Bunch of hollow shells on that crime scene, it was DOA, white chalk
I know real killers, no remorse in 'em, proud of the bodies they caught
Went through a lot and I'm only twenty, it's a lot of things that I saw
Shit left me cold on the inside, feelin' like I need to unthaw
Was it to fill a void or acceptance? Lookin' at the things that I bought
I still get depressed in my mansion, contemplating, deep in my thoughts
I'm just glad that I'm still standing, it's a lot of demons I fought
Voices in my head and that gun cocked, late night rides in all black
Really come from nothin', I was on that block like the streets all that I got
I done been snaked by my own kind, so who really watchin' my back?
Know they want me gone, one up top, I'm a dead man if I lack
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did, ayy
Yo, ayo
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did, ayy
System got the hood f*cked up, killers, crack fiends, and some Christians
Lil' nigga, all he know is bang, only sixteen, on a mission, ayy
Drug money, out there serving fiends only time he show his ambition
Kid on the way, mama's bills late, gotta hustle hard, gotta get it
Block was slow so he have to rob just to make 'em smile on Christmas
Caught a case, judge ain't tryna hear all the things influenced my decisions
Hate to follow rules, elementary school all started off with suspensions
If it weren't for rapping, where would I be? I just thank God that I'm gifted
Made it to the top and I stood up, first I had to crawl in them trenches
We got hate in us, tryna murder somethin', runnin' through the field, hoppin' fences
They left blood stains on our corner, gotta spin back with avengence
Glock discharge, it's a man down, real gang members handle business
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did
We some young niggas, we don't give a f*ck, knock a nigga head right off
Bunch of hollow shells on that crime scene, it was DOA, white chalk
I know real killers, no remorse in 'em, proud of the bodies they caught
Went through a lot and I'm only twenty, it's a lot of things that I saw
Shit left me cold on the inside, feelin' like I need to unthaw
Was it to fill a void or acceptance? Lookin' at the things that I bought
I still get depressed in my mansion, contemplating, deep in my thoughts
I'm just glad that I'm still standing, it's a lot of demons I fought
Voices in my head and that gun cocked, late night rides in all black
Really come from nothin', I was on that block like the streets all that I got
I done been snaked by my own kind, so who really watchin' my back?
Know they want me gone, one up top, I'm a dead man if I lack
Blood, sweat, and tears what I shed, sleepless nights in my bed
They only love when you shining, I won't let it get to my head
Got a lil' one on the way, now I gotta do this shit for my kid
Havin' conversations with the sky and I meant everything that I said
For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead
Worked too hard, I can't slip up, so I'm clutching tight on this lead
No, I ain't a killer, but don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did, ayy
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Jordan T. Knight, Taurus Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Finer Things
Yeah I know, whoa
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past grinding for a new life
Hard headed I grew up resilient
It wasn't no hero so we look up to the villains
For generations bitch my side of town been drilling
We been at war ever since them red buildings
It's hard to make peace once blood get to spilling aye
Lil wooski get to shooting like he filming
Yeah my friends died too I know that feeling
I'm popping ecstasy to help me with the healing
Leah and lil baby my younger siblings
I really love them so I treat em' like my children
Laylani told me stack them bands to the ceiling
I switch my swag up can't you tell the difference
I'm finna feed the whole gang with these millions
I'm finna buy my whole hood with these millions
Girl if I give you my time that's a prilvage
But I can only give my heart to the realest
Yeah I know, whoa
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life
Lately I've been feeling like f*ck the street this shit a scam
These days if it ain't 'bout money I don't give a damn
I'm just gone get rich and f*ck them plastic hoes on instagram
Still with the gang tho one false move them killers blam
Still on that same block for those who say that look for me
I ain't sacrifice the shit I lost it was took from me
Almost went insane, went insane, went insane, from all this pain, all this pain, all this pain
Turned that pain into passion and made it happen
Shout out to the ones who doubted me, they keep me laughing
Sippin' on this codeine got me relaxing
She say she like how I be swaggin' she love my fashion
Vvs my diamonds my jewelry flashin' drip so hard I make puddles, bitch, my Gucci splashin'
Fresh the death like my closet in a casket
Fresh the death like my closet in a casket
Yeah I know, whoa
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life
Ay, grinding for a new life, grinding for a new life
Grinding for a new life, ay
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past grinding for a new life
Hard headed I grew up resilient
It wasn't no hero so we look up to the villains
For generations bitch my side of town been drilling
We been at war ever since them red buildings
It's hard to make peace once blood get to spilling aye
Lil wooski get to shooting like he filming
Yeah my friends died too I know that feeling
I'm popping ecstasy to help me with the healing
Leah and lil baby my younger siblings
I really love them so I treat em' like my children
Laylani told me stack them bands to the ceiling
I switch my swag up can't you tell the difference
I'm finna feed the whole gang with these millions
I'm finna buy my whole hood with these millions
Girl if I give you my time that's a prilvage
But I can only give my heart to the realest
Yeah I know, whoa
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life
Lately I've been feeling like f*ck the street this shit a scam
These days if it ain't 'bout money I don't give a damn
I'm just gone get rich and f*ck them plastic hoes on instagram
Still with the gang tho one false move them killers blam
Still on that same block for those who say that look for me
I ain't sacrifice the shit I lost it was took from me
Almost went insane, went insane, went insane, from all this pain, all this pain, all this pain
Turned that pain into passion and made it happen
Shout out to the ones who doubted me, they keep me laughing
Sippin' on this codeine got me relaxing
She say she like how I be swaggin' she love my fashion
Vvs my diamonds my jewelry flashin' drip so hard I make puddles, bitch, my Gucci splashin'
Fresh the death like my closet in a casket
Fresh the death like my closet in a casket
Yeah I know, whoa
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people doubtin' and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life
Ay, grinding for a new life, grinding for a new life
Grinding for a new life, ay
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Picture This
Ain't give a f*ck about nothin', in the slums takin' risks
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Killing our community to eat, heroin serving
We got out that jam and then the hot car started swerving
Went from the backseat of the Tahoe, now we pull up in Suburbans
Can't fix my broken heart, I need way more than a surgeon
Life had knocked me down and then that savage start emerging
Had to tell myself, nigga, go take it, you deserve it
Only know what I let 'em, this shit deeper than the surface
Too wrecked to open up, just put my pain up in these verses
Masked up, late night with the gang, going purging
Used to risk it all, tryna act like I wasn't nervous
Had dreams to ball on that big stage like Kyrie Irving
Ran through two hundred thousand, I wasn't thinkin', I was splurgin'
Ain't give a f*ck about nothin', in the slums takin' risks
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Where I'm from, niggas get a gun and feel invincible
Where I'm from, we go straight to guns and getting physical
Young kids dying, ain't surprising, that shit typical
Act like he a demon 'til this .40 make him spirtual
Whole life changed, man, this shit feel like a miracle
These bitches love rappers, she gon' f*ck me 'cause I'm lyrical
I'm the chosen one, I ain't your average individual
Kind hearted kid, them trenches turned me to a criminal
Had to hold for mines when them times was gettin' critical
Eyes on the money, see the snakes in my peripheral
Anything can happen, man, this shit is unpredictable
Won't fall out with my brothers 'cause the love is unconditional
Ain't give a f*ck about nothin', in the slums takin' risks
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Killing our community to eat, heroin serving
We got out that jam and then the hot car started swerving
Went from the backseat of the Tahoe, now we pull up in Suburbans
Can't fix my broken heart, I need way more than a surgeon
Life had knocked me down and then that savage start emerging
Had to tell myself, nigga, go take it, you deserve it
Only know what I let 'em, this shit deeper than the surface
Too wrecked to open up, just put my pain up in these verses
Masked up, late night with the gang, going purging
Used to risk it all, tryna act like I wasn't nervous
Had dreams to ball on that big stage like Kyrie Irving
Ran through two hundred thousand, I wasn't thinkin', I was splurgin'
Ain't give a f*ck about nothin', in the slums takin' risks
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Where I'm from, niggas get a gun and feel invincible
Where I'm from, we go straight to guns and getting physical
Young kids dying, ain't surprising, that shit typical
Act like he a demon 'til this .40 make him spirtual
Whole life changed, man, this shit feel like a miracle
These bitches love rappers, she gon' f*ck me 'cause I'm lyrical
I'm the chosen one, I ain't your average individual
Kind hearted kid, them trenches turned me to a criminal
Had to hold for mines when them times was gettin' critical
Eyes on the money, see the snakes in my peripheral
Anything can happen, man, this shit is unpredictable
Won't fall out with my brothers 'cause the love is unconditional
Ain't give a f*ck about nothin', in the slums takin' risks
Remember we was starvin', we was lurkin' for a lick
Now I'm on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin' me for pics
Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah, a young nigga rich
Already got 'em mad, and I'm 'bout to make 'em sick
Flex so much 'cause I ain't never had shit
And the road we was takin', we ain't really think this lifestyle exist
Man, I swear that I ain't never picture this
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Chosen 1
JTK
You broke that bond, now when it come to you, my feelings weak
You let your selfish ways come in between our chemistry
Why you play with my heart and not show love consistently?
I put my life on the line, you wouldn't take that risk for me
F*cked up my choice, wish I could delete all our memories
Keep poppin' these pills, I hope it take away my misery
I got a dead soul, I been facing blunts of my enemies
Emotions bottled up, I don't know what's wrong and it's killing me
I cut so many off, my heart cold, it's December, B
My mind keep racing, I been overthinking, I don't get no sleep
You don't understand how hard it was, I swear this shit so deep
I made it to the top and they all look up in disbelief
They hate that I'm doin' better, they'd much rather get rid of me
I flex with no regrets 'cause they ain't show me no sympathy
I came a long way but I ain't as far as I'm finna be
I promise I'ma die a legend, I'ma make sure that you remember me
I used to daydream, I pictured everything so vividly
I had a feeling we'd be rich since the elementary
My peoples gone, got to witness everything they ain't get to see
Long live Maxine, I miss your love, wish you was here with me
You was a part of me, and since you left, I'm incomplete
My lifestyle used to be jump shots and sticking D
Life overwhelmed me, I said, "F*ck school", and hit the streets
I devoted my life to that corner just so I can get a G
F*ck a two-four, nigga, I ain't been home and it's been a week
We used to break down eight-balls, wishing we could get a key
Was tryna duck that indictment, the feds did a sweep
I hope you grippin' on your gun when them drillers creep
Lil' nigga grabbed his first glizzy, went on a killing spree
Caught him at that red light snoozin', he thought this shit was sweet
If he come from that other side, we make him rest in peace
I'm way too solid for the gimmicks, f*ck the industry
You broke that bond, now when it come to you, my feelings weak
You let your selfish ways come in between our chemistry
Why you play with my heart and not show love consistently?
I put my life on the line, you wouldn't take that risk for me
F*cked up my choice, wish I could delete all our memories
Keep poppin' these pills, I hope it take away my misery
I got a dead soul, I been facing blunts of my enemies
Emotions bottled up, I don't know what's wrong and it's killing me
I cut so many off, my heart cold, it's December, B
My mind keep racing, I been overthinking, I don't get no sleep
You don't understand how hard it was, I swear this shit so deep
I made it to the top and they all look up in disbelief
They hate that I'm doin' better, they'd much rather get rid of me
I flex with no regrets 'cause they ain't show me no sympathy
I came a long way but I ain't as far as I'm finna be
I promise I'ma die a legend, I'ma make sure that you remember me
I used to daydream, I pictured everything so vividly
I had a feeling we'd be rich since the elementary
My peoples gone, got to witness everything they ain't get to see
Long live Maxine, I miss your love, wish you was here with me
You was a part of me, and since you left, I'm incomplete
My lifestyle used to be jump shots and sticking D
Life overwhelmed me, I said, "F*ck school", and hit the streets
I devoted my life to that corner just so I can get a G
F*ck a two-four, nigga, I ain't been home and it's been a week
We used to break down eight-balls, wishing we could get a key
Was tryna duck that indictment, the feds did a sweep
I hope you grippin' on your gun when them drillers creep
Lil' nigga grabbed his first glizzy, went on a killing spree
Caught him at that red light snoozin', he thought this shit was sweet
If he come from that other side, we make him rest in peace
I'm way too solid for the gimmicks, f*ck the industry
Writer: Jordan T. Knight, Taurus Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Deep Wounds
D. Major baby
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223, sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
I miss my derb, I won't forget the things you used to say
My friends got killed on the same block where we used to play
I know that death come unexpected, you can't choose a day
I swear I pop so many pills, shit got me losin' weight
One minute life was so hard, she had me losin' faith
I know my haters checkin' on me, I've been doin' great
I couldn't get wrapped up in that drama, had to move away
Everything could change, depend on what you do today
You gotta live with each decision that you chose to make
I used to hustle to survive, I found a newer way
Remember high speeds in the Hawkeye, tryna lose the jakes
You got your life in your hands until you lose a case
So much potential in the lives these niggas threw away
They dreamin' 'bout my freedom, every night I used to pray
I got that check and stayed loyal, make sure my shooters straight
Heard he went unidentified, them hollows chewed his face
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223, sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
Lil Duck hop out in traffic, let them things bust
Lil Joe be buggin', he'll make you give your chain up
This shit too deep, no, I can never get my gang up
Shit'll never be the same, them trenches changed us
My niggas gone, I miss them days when we came up
If I could be with you, give all the money and the fame up
That pain was so unbearable, I almost gave up
First we was broke, but now I'm swervin' in that Range truck
We was wildin' in them streets, the savage what they named us
When it's violence on our side of town, they blame us
Smith & Wesson torch a nigga, he get flamed up
Them .40 shells crack his head, f*ck your brain up
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223 sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223, sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
I miss my derb, I won't forget the things you used to say
My friends got killed on the same block where we used to play
I know that death come unexpected, you can't choose a day
I swear I pop so many pills, shit got me losin' weight
One minute life was so hard, she had me losin' faith
I know my haters checkin' on me, I've been doin' great
I couldn't get wrapped up in that drama, had to move away
Everything could change, depend on what you do today
You gotta live with each decision that you chose to make
I used to hustle to survive, I found a newer way
Remember high speeds in the Hawkeye, tryna lose the jakes
You got your life in your hands until you lose a case
So much potential in the lives these niggas threw away
They dreamin' 'bout my freedom, every night I used to pray
I got that check and stayed loyal, make sure my shooters straight
Heard he went unidentified, them hollows chewed his face
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223, sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
Lil Duck hop out in traffic, let them things bust
Lil Joe be buggin', he'll make you give your chain up
This shit too deep, no, I can never get my gang up
Shit'll never be the same, them trenches changed us
My niggas gone, I miss them days when we came up
If I could be with you, give all the money and the fame up
That pain was so unbearable, I almost gave up
First we was broke, but now I'm swervin' in that Range truck
We was wildin' in them streets, the savage what they named us
When it's violence on our side of town, they blame us
Smith & Wesson torch a nigga, he get flamed up
Them .40 shells crack his head, f*ck your brain up
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in a fast foreign car speedin'
.223 sped out quick when that chopper ringin'
We ain't never duckin' beef, bitch, we not vegan
My lil' niggas 'bout that action, they be Glock-squeezin'
Red beams on his head, now his top leakin'
I heard that boy got man down and now the opps grievin'
Writer: Angelo Callari, Darvin Barthellemy, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Treallion Escobar, Wallace Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Last Strike
Gave you one hundred strikes, you was askin' for it and your wish was granted
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Why everybody think that I owe 'em somethin'? That shit be strange
It ain't my fault that you f*cked up, I ain't the one to blame
Still ain't got off your ass yet, all you did was complain
Grown ass man lookin' for a handout, you should be ashamed
Once you stop f*ckin' with 'em, they start throwin' dirt all on your name
But every nigga deep in my circle know that I'm still the same
I always kept it a hundred so how the f*ck I change?
No, I never been the type to go against the grain
Ain't wanna cut you off, you don't think that caused me pain?
I had to separate myself and just stay in my lane
Everybody ain't real, lot of niggas just be in this shit for fame
That social media been f*ckin' up these niggas' brains
They'll sell they soul for a lil' attention, man, that shit be lame
Did certain shit that you can't take back and you can't explain
Been tryna keep my composure, they gon' make me go insane
Might put them shooters on your ass, and they got perfect aim
Gave you one hundred strikes, you was askin' for it and your wish was granted
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Nigga, for my family, did what I did, I don't need validation
My mama the only one ever came to bond me up out that station
Sittin' in that cell, I used to feel like my potential wasted
I finally know what the top feel like, I come from that basement
Everybody latching on, tryna benefit from my situation
I ran that bag up, you in your head making up calculations
Every time I look up, it's a soft ass nigga clout chasing
I grinded hard for the spot I got, they wish we traded places
I'm living lavish now and I guess you wanted an invitation
I'm tryna understand what make you think that I'm obligated
No, I can't kick it with you no more, my nigga, that ball deflated
I knew you was never really rootin' for me, I used to peep the hatin'
So many times I was in denial, but I just had to face it
Gave you an inch, you took a mile, now look what I created
Always lookin' for your cut, worried 'bout what I'm makin'
Posted with you, that's what I went through on a daily basis
Gave you one hundred strikes, you was askin' for it and your wish was granted
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Why everybody think that I owe 'em somethin'? That shit be strange
It ain't my fault that you f*cked up, I ain't the one to blame
Still ain't got off your ass yet, all you did was complain
Grown ass man lookin' for a handout, you should be ashamed
Once you stop f*ckin' with 'em, they start throwin' dirt all on your name
But every nigga deep in my circle know that I'm still the same
I always kept it a hundred so how the f*ck I change?
No, I never been the type to go against the grain
Ain't wanna cut you off, you don't think that caused me pain?
I had to separate myself and just stay in my lane
Everybody ain't real, lot of niggas just be in this shit for fame
That social media been f*ckin' up these niggas' brains
They'll sell they soul for a lil' attention, man, that shit be lame
Did certain shit that you can't take back and you can't explain
Been tryna keep my composure, they gon' make me go insane
Might put them shooters on your ass, and they got perfect aim
Gave you one hundred strikes, you was askin' for it and your wish was granted
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Nigga, for my family, did what I did, I don't need validation
My mama the only one ever came to bond me up out that station
Sittin' in that cell, I used to feel like my potential wasted
I finally know what the top feel like, I come from that basement
Everybody latching on, tryna benefit from my situation
I ran that bag up, you in your head making up calculations
Every time I look up, it's a soft ass nigga clout chasing
I grinded hard for the spot I got, they wish we traded places
I'm living lavish now and I guess you wanted an invitation
I'm tryna understand what make you think that I'm obligated
No, I can't kick it with you no more, my nigga, that ball deflated
I knew you was never really rootin' for me, I used to peep the hatin'
So many times I was in denial, but I just had to face it
Gave you an inch, you took a mile, now look what I created
Always lookin' for your cut, worried 'bout what I'm makin'
Posted with you, that's what I went through on a daily basis
Gave you one hundred strikes, you was askin' for it and your wish was granted
Felt like you would jeopardize what I had goin', nigga, I couldn't chance it
And I know you bitch-made so I don't expect you to understand it
I know you furious 'cause I'm banded up and my diamonds dancing
Hoppin' out of first class in another state, my plane just landed
All you had to do was play your role, I wouldn't've left you stranded
Ain't how I wanted shit to go, that wasn't the way I planned it
'Cause I been there before, know what it's like to feel abandoned
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
A Kings Nightmare
Spittin' verses, I'm desperate, I need a mansion and a coupe
You done signed over your life and now you slavin' in the booth
Now we hang ourself with chains, they used to make us rock a noose
Shorties hoppin' off the porch 'cause it ain't shit else to do
Nothin' but trouble in the hood, normal sentence for the youth
You a king, you not a gangster, I'm just tellin' you the truth
Please just take my word, 'cause they done scrambled all the proof
His big bro ain't tryna warn him, he just taught him how to shoot
Out there warrin' with each other, will there ever be a truce?
Why the f*ck we into it? I'm going through oppression too
Feel death in the air, it's like a nightmare, this shit is scary
Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried
Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery
Shit f*cked up my mental, seen too many obituaries
These bodies keep dropping, summer cold like it's January
When you die, they gon' praise you, now they see that you legendary
Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka
Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha
Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers
Out here playing life or death, tryna run from the reaper
Shit been f*cked up at the crib, lashin' out on the teacher
Grandma taking me to church, I fell asleep on that preacher
Chains, clothes, hit the block, hard-headed and eager
We just tryna stay afloat but this shit gettin' deeper
I'm just tryna talk to you and tell my life through these speakers
Yeah, I conquered them struggles, I just had to stay focused
Told myself that I'm the greatest, I won't wait 'til they notice
Wouldn't nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest
I'm the only one believe when everybody was hopeless
I done got so used to funerals, can't show no emotion
Man, this lifestyle crazy, swear this shit get atrocious
Like one minute on that block, you just laughing and joking
Now your mans shot up on that ground, gasping and choking
In them streets deep, we was mobbin', went from innocent to goblins
Had to take, we started robbin', catchin' white folks while they joggin
Battle scars, we hate the rain, bullet wounds steady throbbin'
Fiends lookin' like zombies, half-dead, they just noddin'
That peer pressure comin' at you and it's too hard to dodge it
Got dreams to make the league, late night plans, might sabotage it
My homie made the news, he 'posed to be on ESPN
Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins
Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin
My homie just came home, did three in the pen'
Back in them streets few weeks later, now he locked up again
I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end?
I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end?
You done signed over your life and now you slavin' in the booth
Now we hang ourself with chains, they used to make us rock a noose
Shorties hoppin' off the porch 'cause it ain't shit else to do
Nothin' but trouble in the hood, normal sentence for the youth
You a king, you not a gangster, I'm just tellin' you the truth
Please just take my word, 'cause they done scrambled all the proof
His big bro ain't tryna warn him, he just taught him how to shoot
Out there warrin' with each other, will there ever be a truce?
Why the f*ck we into it? I'm going through oppression too
Feel death in the air, it's like a nightmare, this shit is scary
Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried
Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery
Shit f*cked up my mental, seen too many obituaries
These bodies keep dropping, summer cold like it's January
When you die, they gon' praise you, now they see that you legendary
Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka
Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha
Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers
Out here playing life or death, tryna run from the reaper
Shit been f*cked up at the crib, lashin' out on the teacher
Grandma taking me to church, I fell asleep on that preacher
Chains, clothes, hit the block, hard-headed and eager
We just tryna stay afloat but this shit gettin' deeper
I'm just tryna talk to you and tell my life through these speakers
Yeah, I conquered them struggles, I just had to stay focused
Told myself that I'm the greatest, I won't wait 'til they notice
Wouldn't nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest
I'm the only one believe when everybody was hopeless
I done got so used to funerals, can't show no emotion
Man, this lifestyle crazy, swear this shit get atrocious
Like one minute on that block, you just laughing and joking
Now your mans shot up on that ground, gasping and choking
In them streets deep, we was mobbin', went from innocent to goblins
Had to take, we started robbin', catchin' white folks while they joggin
Battle scars, we hate the rain, bullet wounds steady throbbin'
Fiends lookin' like zombies, half-dead, they just noddin'
That peer pressure comin' at you and it's too hard to dodge it
Got dreams to make the league, late night plans, might sabotage it
My homie made the news, he 'posed to be on ESPN
Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins
Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin
My homie just came home, did three in the pen'
Back in them streets few weeks later, now he locked up again
I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end?
I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end?
Writer: Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pop Out Again
JD On Tha Track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
If her friend ain't f*ckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
Runnin' through them hunnids, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
None of my hoes got a lot of mileage
Keep it G, your style is childish
Proud of myself, I finally found it
Only keep the guys around me
I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island
I can make my youngin' snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars
Soon as we sexin', thousand problems
Hoppin' on jets, this money calling
I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama
Pop out, I'm on every corner
VVS on every stone
This jewelry got my head gone
These bankrolls got my head gone
These meds got my head gone
We been poppin' out since middle school
This lifestyle ain't nothing new
But we'll get rid of you, yeah
We been poppin' out since middle school
This shit here ain't nothing new
Polo, what you tell 'em, fool?
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
And don't gotta explain (nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (stains)
I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (no cap)
Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (lame)
I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain)
I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (no)
Somebody prayed for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (no)
Float on the D-U-Bs, we had cash back in the day (yeah)
Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (two Wraiths)
You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith
I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (straight)
I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate
Now the shrimp come with a steak, five-star condo where I lay
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
If her friend ain't f*ckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
Runnin' through them hunnids, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
None of my hoes got a lot of mileage
Keep it G, your style is childish
Proud of myself, I finally found it
Only keep the guys around me
I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island
I can make my youngin' snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars
Soon as we sexin', thousand problems
Hoppin' on jets, this money calling
I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama
Pop out, I'm on every corner
VVS on every stone
This jewelry got my head gone
These bankrolls got my head gone
These meds got my head gone
We been poppin' out since middle school
This lifestyle ain't nothing new
But we'll get rid of you, yeah
We been poppin' out since middle school
This shit here ain't nothing new
Polo, what you tell 'em, fool?
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
And don't gotta explain (nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (stains)
I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (no cap)
Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (lame)
I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain)
I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (no)
Somebody prayed for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (no)
Float on the D-U-Bs, we had cash back in the day (yeah)
Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (two Wraiths)
You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith
I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (straight)
I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate
Now the shrimp come with a steak, five-star condo where I lay
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
Writer: Dominique Jones, Dylan J. Berg, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.