Woah
How the hell I got the hood on my back, but still gotta watch my shoulder?
How you feel like I’m ‘posed to take care of you when your ass way older?
Had a deep convo with the young bros, we was in my Rover
Trickin’ yourself out the street ain’t got shit to do with bein’ no soldier
I lost Johnny and Larry, I can’t lie, my heart got colder
Lost Tayman and CJ, I can’t lie, my heart got frozen
Fuck all that grievin’ and shit, I go to the paint like I’m DeRozan
Nigga hit me up, I hit him up, but I guess I was chosen
All the opps tryna get even, we killin’ all season
Infrared on the stick, sun beamin’
Niggas get killed for treason
Bеtter thank God, your ass still breathin’
If I let it slidе, I had a reason
If I let it slide, it’s ’cause I’m busy fighting demons
Shiver when I sleep, the doctor say that I’m anemic
Say it in they songs, but when I seen ’em, he ain’t mean it
When it come to eatin’ plates, they know we get too greedy
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things
Yeah, gang spinnin’ like a hurricane
Back to school, drive in my hood
Showin’ love, they knew I would
Hit a lick, then come look out
Ask the J’s, they know me good
Niggas tryna split the crew up like I didn’t do what I should
All the killers right here with me, let’s get that shit understood
Niggas know I bust my gun
Ain’t no smoke could make me run
He mad at me ’bout a chain, forgot the times I paid his bond
Brothers talk behind my back
I play like I ain’t heard none
Niggas wanna shake my hand, but I can’t take mine off my gun
Bitches on the same thing, tryna knock my focus
I come from the Eastside where it’s rogue-ish
Shoot me in the back of the head, he’d probably get up on us
Talkin’ to my codeine, that shit sad, that’s what I cope with
I’ma be a man if I’m rich or if I’m broken
Why you feel like it’s my job to make sure you got motion?
You know you got them niggas out here sayin’ the fame changed me
I got thirty niggas right here sayin’ that I’m the same me
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things
Yeah, gang spinnin’ like a hurricane
Yeah, check my resume, I ain’t said a thing
Yeah, dang, gang, man, them niggas changed
Stayed down, shit, better came
Stayed down, shit, better came
Never tuck my tail about nothin’
Niggas rap dissin’, but they bluffin’
Chopper bullets friendly, they keep touchin’
Any room, I’m topic of discussion
Would it be the same if I was busted?
Niggas hate it, bitches love it, but they knowin’ how we comin’
Knowin’ we just want the money
Put the G5 on the runway
Then pay my tires on Sunday
Monday, it’s back to gun play
Go eat me a plate on lunch break
4L, she can tell by the feng shui
Got kids, can’t wait on no one
I paid my dues, I don’t owe none
When I flip this switch, they both run
Keep lookin’ at me, must know somethin’
I’m givin’ out smoke, who want some?
At the spot, you know, where your ho’ come
They need to free Turk, he so dumb
Better go in the house when bro come (Yeah)
Better take your ass inside the house (21)
Better take your ass inside the (Yeah)
Better take your ass inside the house (21)
Be careful who you tell to step, niggas ain’t right
Slidin’ with the wrong nigga, that’ll get you life
Rest in peace to Tayman, bitch, you see the knife
Trappin’ on G-block, nigga, wear a shiesty
Don’t believe the hype, he act gangsta, bro’dem made him kite
Daddy was a bitch, we was young, niggas took his bike
All this shit be facts, I just punch in, I don’t gotta write
I just want the head ’cause she talk too much, she ain’t my type
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of things
Yeah, gang spinnin’ like a hurricane
Yeah, check my resume, I ain’t said a thing
Yeah, dang, gang, man, them niggas changed
Stayed down, shit, better came
Stayed down, shit, better came
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