Gangsta Testimony
Rowdy Rebel
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Huh? (Brr) Before I had my bucks up When I was fucked up Before this rap shit saved me And a nigga lucked up They wasn't checkin' for me, huh, real rap No kizzy (Jordan produced it) That was a lesson for me (Huh?) Better yet, that was a blessin' for me (That was a blessin' for me) 'Cause less friends, less stressin' for me (Less stressin' for me) Less sweat, that's less pressure on me (That's less pressure on me) But still ridе around with that weapon on me (Grrt) this my gangster tеstimony (Baow) Tell the truth behind my life, for real And if they bend the corner, though I wait (Skrrt) how they might kill You know that it's on sight still Lil' bro stressin' mom dukes can't Pay the light bill (Can't pay the light bill) So he just poppin' Percs to Go to sleep, like, f*ck the NyQuil (Like, f*ck the NyQuill) Everyday trappin', back to back 'member them nights still? Before I could buy a bitch a bag Knowin' that I might kill Now I go and get the bitch A bag with some nice heels (yeah, I go get it) Just to find out the bitch was bad But her light kill (Boy, she was trash, nigga) Damn, just another lesson learned (Just another lesson learned) Another bitch feelin' hurt (Bitch feelin' hurt) Another player get his turn That's just how the world go 'round (That's just how it go 'round) Merry-go-round, whatever go up, huh Must come down (It must come down) Now I'm on top Feelin' like niggas beneath me (For real) Young gunner in the game But won't let them Chrissy Neith me (Not at all) I told 'em "Take it easy" (Take it easy) But niggas ain't believe me (They ain't believe me) Now this AP on my wrist Shit look like it's Fiji (Huh?) Water, nigga (Water, nigga) , it cost two Quarters, nigga (Cost two quarters, nigga) 'Member the times a nigga couldn't afford it Nigga Now my wrist look gorgeous, nigga (Huh?) Drop top, wish we Porsche a nigga (Skrrt) Fat nigga with money, but I ain't ugly Like that Porsche nigga (For real) Uh, I'm tryna run up these mils (Tryna run up these mils) F*ck buyin' a Rollie, go get my homie appeals Because for all of this money and Before all of these deals (Before all of these deals) We was fucked up and hungry We had to spit on our meals (For real) Don't let that go over your head (Go over your head) grew up in the trenches Had no butter on my bread (Had no butter on my bread) Cock it with extensions We had one up in the head (Grrt) 2014, who knew that I'd be duckin' feds (Damn) life up on the edge (Shit) Crackers on the scene So he ain't get the time to flag (Skrrt) Only salute to the Gs The only allegiance that I pledge My lil' homie He be tweakin' when he ain't takin' his meds (He be tweakin') Had a shootout on the dick and They had money on his head But I told my youngin "Chill before you end up out here dead" (For real) but he looked me in my eyes Told me he already made up his bed (For real) Before I had my bucks up (Huh?) When I was fucked up (When I was what?) Before this rap shit saved me And a nigga lucked up (And he what?) They wasn't checkin' for me (They wasn't) That was a lesson for me (Huh?) That was a blessin' for me No more stressin' for me, 'kay (Uh) (Jordan produced it)
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Written by: CHAD MARSHALL, JORDAN HAWKINS, KAVI LYBARGER, JULIEN ANDERSON
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