Lyrics:
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
Ayo, turn those lights down while I'm recording!
Matter 'fact y'all niggas get the fuck out the room, G!
Straight up! Sipping on that bullshit
nigga in the streets
Hand out to the guap
Get a deal
Imma go and drop a chain off top
Try to reach imma teach
Dont get taught by the glock
I just
Faked the funk yeah
You can turn my
Lights out
I'll turn to a
Night owl
Nocturnal
Turn to a
Werewolf
Vampires
Won't fight bout
Holy Spirit
Most High
Holy
still dance Bombay, Azul I think might just crash
Summertime in the function, no interruption
I'm finna back out a new step woah
Turn off the lights get
this sh together? I'm the glue
Someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said pl-Playin' for keeps
Someone said, motherf someone said
Don't
a fiend
She spilled cocaine all on my jeans
How you finna top that huh
Smokin a blunt wit the top back huh
About to by the block back huh
Talkin my shit oh
a trap kid
Baby's Block kid
This ain't no circle we ain't rolling
Copy cat shit
They copy my moves like a stencil
New kid on the block and I make this Shit
The nigga in the whip said don't you fuck with my kid
Grabbed his gun from out the seat and popped my youngin through the ribs
You play with me or mine
In collectin' cream
A made nigga, Picture me dyin' in the blaze
Or gunfire will not retire 'til I'm paid
Turn the bass up high
When we ride, we fly by
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
Ya want to holla got to follow nigga here we go
Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
'til my whole
Especially not at school
I want to ask what his school code is
To find out what neighbourhood he's from
He turns back to me, "Y'think
This is so crazy
My new
and I'm stressed to the point I get a fever
Thinking 'bout the block and all the mothers and kids
That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed 'em
For
with lethal
Take the city while sleeper, Damn you don't wanna meet the reaper
Damned by the heat of my people, My own kind quick to spit up on ya dreams
grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
shine light on the s***
No Tom Edison
He probably tortured my kin but I ain't digging that ditch
So if I go out on a limb I know my climb back paved
By
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
heard that shit before
And I say "Uh huh, oh yeah, you're right"
'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere (more news
I have her screaming knock out all her lights
Honestly I swear that y'all be capping turn y'all into kits
Anything I say know I'm going stand on it
I don't carry mine
Why the game fucked up like my hairline
Ay girl
You ever smoke a bowl out with Kid Cudi?
You ever gotten D like you don't study?
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
take the heart and soul out of a man
Out of a black man, in this country
And you don't wanna fight no more
And if you don't believe me, you can look
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