Steady

Fuckin' Beat Execz nigga Slime, yeah (Slatt) Ooh Before I die I send my prayers up to heaven I take the blame for my trials I've been livin' too reckless Run down and shoot him in his shit, no he ain't gotta come test me I got this carbon in the car and I'ma convicted Felon I got this carbon in the car and I'ma convicted Felon I'm livin' on the main stage and all my youngins be steppin' I'm on the road with Baby Joe months ago he was my celly He got a Tec up in this bitch it's cocked and loaded and ready He still a run up in yo shit and take it all if you let him These niggas pussy as a bitch, but once they throw it I catch it Up with the Glock in-front the club and bitch I'm sending a message And I'ma die behind this shit at least I know where I'm headed Fuck a hand hold yo own Ain't never break the code Through that cell, I stood alone Bitch now tell me who gone fold I admit, it left me cold Fucking round with these hoes Need a one who down just to be up, that bitch a sell her soul Money take over walk through the valley with crack addicts Jania tatted gun on my side survivor tactics Counted up 80 bands ain't finish school no mathematics No we don't pick and choose he break the rules we let em have it To all my niggas dead and gone I'ma tell you I love you I keep the chrome cause bitch you know I don't trust you Steady be riding around you know how me and my thugs do Steady callin' my phone sayin these niggas won't touch you Every nigga with me got a stick might think that we purging And we ready for to go get off in some shit like it's urgent Quarter-million dollar car parked on the block and I swerve it Nigga said that he want smoke behind who shot? I ain't heard it I'm ready 'fore to hear them words I drop a bag on 'em All my niggas moving on my word and they gone smash on em Ain't come and look for you myself because I'm chasing money But if you ever run into me that's your ass To all my niggas dead and gone I'ma tell you I love you I keep the chrome cause bitch you know I don't trust you Steady be riding around you know how me and my thugs do Steady calling my phone saying, these niggas won't touch you To all my niggas dead and gone I'ma tell you I love you I keep the chrome cause bitch you know I don't trust you Steady callin my phone sayin these niggas won't touch you