歌词
(I hear you, JAY C)
GMO
(MIA JAY C)
Made it out, but I be wishin' DB still was with me, wish you would've listened (I miss my ****)
Told him always watch these **** (Fuck these ****)
Every time Sko cross my mind, I get up in my feelings (Every time)
Told Melly to keep his head up, forever Tunchi livin' (Forever Tunchi)
Always got another lil' brother, I'm forever with you
I had gotten a call that my **** died, I wish that I was with 'em
Told the bros today that it's my time, stand on the business (It's all I want)
Know the rules, we livin' by the gun, we dyin' by the pistol (We know the rules)
Nine times out of ten, I'd probably die with my hand on the trigger ('Cause I ain't goin')
Poppin' all these Percs to heal the pain, I'm still in my feelings (I'm still in my feelings)
I'ma get the money, all these **** wanna be is killers
I ain't got no point to prove, I got more stripes than Adidas (I ain't got no point to prove)
Let my youngins claim that body dead, they'll never know I did it (They'll never know)
Never worked no nine-to-five, but I'm gon' get the job finished (I'm gon' get the job done)
I can't take no picture in this fit 'cause I might slide in it (Can't)
Walk a **** down in it (Fah)
I don't come outside 'less I got three hundred rounds with me
Switched up in Miami, even got it out of town with me
Fuck I look like gettin' caught out of bounds like them clown ****?
In the 'Raq with fifty in my .40, I'm with Q50 (Long live Jeff)
Puttin' so much pressure on the opps, now they recruitin' ****
Every time a **** die or get robbed, they sayin' it's 50
I feel like Wayne, slidin' through the 6 with my fuckin' drizzy
If he run, then he get Ricky'd, head tap left his ass dizzy
Walkin', stumblin' like he tipsy
Stand over his ass so I know he finished
Go, 7.62 if a **** play dumb
Come here, where you goin'? Lil' ****, don't run
Micro Drac' sound like a bomb
Had to get me a stick 'cause on the last hit, I fucked around, broke my drum
Fuck the 'burbs, they not on a crumb
One, two, three, bitch, here we come
Some **** ain't finna make it past this month
Fuck Poohman, put his ass in this blunt
If I take you on a drill, you don't get no kill, next time, your ass can't come
Catch me a hat, an hour later, then I'm boolin' at the Trump
They say that I'm the new Hbunk 'cause I rob rappers, that shit fun
Made it out, but I be wishin' DB still was with me, wish you would've listened (I miss my ****)
Told him always watch these **** (Fuck these ****)
Every time Sko cross my mind, I get up in my feelings (Every time)
Told Melly to keep his head up, forever Tunchi livin' (Forever Tunchi)
Always got another lil' brother, I'm forever with you
I had gotten a call that my **** died, I wish that I was with 'em
Told the bros today that it's my time, stand on the business (It's all I want)
Know the rules, we livin' by the gun, we dyin' by the pistol (We know the rules)
Go, I rob rappers, that shit fun
Book that session, I'ma take your shit
Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother
Written by: Damauri Carter
