Real Active (feat. E4jEman)

Swerve, Swerve, Swerve, kill it Me and the guys on big shit, we tryna cook em all When she force you to the top, I swore I watch em grow And when he cut your side, I heard that nigga too He was smiling at my face, I'm burning nigga gold But she never gave a job so he could speak on lil bro We say give that nigga wedgies, everyday I'm broke Bobby said, send that nigga twitching, nigga life been burnt Them niggas die to play it tough, they don't know what the fuck we doing Me and Jay one, yeah we get in close and then we back dooring Fuck it like fire niggas, we know I straight off it Bitch, getting off the loose, you know we coming through We put butt to ass to all the opps, we tryna fuck some jocks I ain't getting stabbed, lil bro died, I told my man just how to suit up Carted by that corner, how the fuck he get off them stacks I refuse to be a victim, I shoot first and they shoot back They got me in my bag since I was 15 with them jeans Got this little bitch all in her face, so I can't help you with them jeans When I heard Tecman selling L's, bitch sell a record to them fiends Big bro put me on some money, he told me flip it, make a hundred Chance that nigga with that switchie, I might end up while you running Good lil talking to the cops, I might push you while you telling Bro got a big ass drink, that sent niggas to the river Me and Steve chilling in the J's, we try cracking nigga melon Soon as we see one of them niggas, tell them niggas that it's over That switch fuck the nigga up, they knock his head right off his shoulders Lil bro always on the mission, I told him chill and stay focused We gon' be in a hot box, lil bro you just gotta stay focused Soon as we see one of them niggas, we gon' make him loose focus We ain't shooting out no cars, bitch we hopping out on feet He can't run from nothing, that lil bitch got caught That lil nigga think he's 30, he got heavy white chalk Bitch I been up in my borough, bitch I'm balling about J's Love that shit rep, that shit gon' ffff, spray Love that shit rep, that shit gon' ffff, spray Love that shit rep, that shit gon' ffff, spray Love that shit rep, that shit gon' ffff, ffff Niggas bout not play by my name, shit ain't sweet He texting bout them booze, we ran that shit up all week I know one cat, many ass niggas, one nigga died, wrote a tweet One bobby, how old he at, bitch I'll kill the whole shit These bitches they bopping both ways, then get back like what the fuck Handed where they from and shit, you a dick, they ain't pay for the cost Nigga extension with the burner, we took his ratchet from him Niggas call my phone, I'm bout to bitch, I told him pussy got me teased Don't call my phone, I'm bout to bitch, there's no shit gangsta on my dick There's no shit gangsta on my dick Gangsta on my dick Gangsta on my dick Miggy, Miggy Miggy, Miggy Miggy, Miggy Miggy, Miggy Miggy, Miggy Gangsta on my dick It's this one and every rat, right rat to the cop Then we ask him, did he rat? He said no, then he lied It's time to get a new pack, I'm really tired of the fries Really tired of fries Said a nigga this dead, I swear he gon' get shot You mad, I stole the girl, she want me up, up Yeah And they came just today, man they got me fucking teased Remember he got shot head, he didn't make it, he deceased You got the cops coming, and they on the scene And the next thing you hear, them niggas say you can't breathe Fuck the state on me First scene, man My brother I said a nigga can't breathe I said a nigga can't breathe I said a I said a nigga can't breathe