I had a book before I wrote a hook
Tried it and it took
His is bendy, Fendi blended, pressed and pushed, J wan’ kiss the cook
This big choppa’ll chop a niggar roof, gangsta as I look
If somethin’ get killed, they hide for two, three months
We chase shit down on foot
Try and bump, it ain’t no fun, n***** ain’t outside to hunt
You was hating, I had a hunch
I set something up and something get slumped
He don’t like that it’s a front, put me in a song for what
Even if it blow you bet not never post a show or nothing
They get the lo’ and don’t do nothing
We get the lo’, a soul go up
Why you fake want smoke with us, as if yo bucks ain’t slow enough?
N***** dead, I ain’t make no diss, I make hits, they know what’s up
When we war I’m in the front, but when y’all beef, you loaded lux
On the phone he sounds so tough, I pulled up, n***** wasn’t on nothing
Most murders last thirty months, a n**** still ain’t call my bluff
Momma always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”
We slid on people, it wasn’t ’bout beefing, n***** ain’t no demons
You know to keep yo’ moves quiet, dying if I see ’em
The reason n***** know to up they eeky ain’t no squeaking
The reason n***** grieving, try to clique up, make it even
The reason n***** need help breathing, doctor, stop the bleeding
The reason n***** people pay for peace but ain’t no treaty
The reason n***** grieving, I’m tryna cook up, make it even
You ain’t gotta tell me n***** bums, it ain’t on nothin like I ain’t serving
Last time we was face to face, that weekend was a funeral service
It’s gon’ always end in hearses, I took over through murder
I’ma boss but suit up like a worker, I’ma on this on purpose
We slide, I’ll put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens
All dat talking, I think n***** worthless, it’s starting to make me nervous
That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it’s still dirty
And the gang will bless me, ’cause I play with courage, streets on top my jersey
I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey
It took pain for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy
I ain’t say nothing and they all heard me, however I word it
To see me shine, I know they dying, they can’t decide which worse
Momma always told me, “Baby, seeing is believing”
We slid on people, it wasn’t ’bout beefing, n***** ain’t no demons
You know to keep yo’ moves quiet, dying if I see ’em
The reason n***** know to up they eeky ain’t no squeaking
The reason n***** grieving, try to clique up, make it even
The reason n***** need help breathing, doctor, stop the bleeding
The reason n***** people pay for peace but ain’t no treaty
The reason n***** grieving, I’m tryna cook up, make it even
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