Alot of my n***as is gone
Ain't know how to feel the bout the silence
The impact my n***as done left on us
The shit get so deep in the street we forget who to trust
And protecting us
The cops stay harassing
Can't help if my n***as break out
And come home and start blassin em'
Got no education
But bet you i make it
Like fuck it, triple your salary
It's just how i was raised, ima hustler, a bastard
I know you n***as is mad at me
But come off the bench and you lacking some strength
Little n***a really think you could ride with me
I side with my pride, cause being humble just to survive
It won't be the last of me
If i was caught lacking, and you had the ratchet
Is you willing to kill them and die for me
Shit i eat regardless, so fuck all that hard shit
If i ain't apart of it
I did so much dirt for n***as, put in work for n***as
Never got no reward for it
Just found myself sitting in cells
Shit ain't no story to tell
Rather go war with myself
Free my cousin doing twelve
It took me some time just to write him cause i ain't know how it affected me
The rest of my cousin's some bustas, though i love ya watch how ya'll step to me
I preach what i speak, yta lil n***as be weak in the flesh i pull up and he's dead to me
I make it look easy, my n***as is eating
Im back just to get what was kept from me
Second Verse
I got a new choppa
My pistol keeps clicking
Ya bitch keeps on calling
My hotline stays blinging
I come from the northside
This shit could get risky, you try me
You end up with nine shots like fifty
I be with some hittas that love to get busy
Ya bitch looking busted, once i fuck she different
I ain't with that talking, n***a i wish you would
N***a whats good
You ain't gang banging that hood
Cause you n***as pussy ass thugs
I done had to ride for my crip
Most my plugs original blood
You ain't never had it like this
Ask your bitch was just on my dick
Back from the corner, feins are looking sick
I introduced the sour back when it was piff
That was twenty ten, Nessy had the benz
Murder you a snitch, and my n***as want revenge
You a borderline bitch, shit its better if he dead
Never see him on the block
Prolly talking to the feds
So if i fire, drop and hit his leg
Get the job done, run up and shoot his head
Nine times out of ten, this Glock won't jam
If i don't got the gun, run em over with the van
Do ya n***as really bang
Give a fuck if it depends
Theres levels to this shit