Songwriter: Polo G
[Verse]
Niggas shed tears in the face of death
You so savage, what you cryin' for?
Don't give a fuck, I'll let the nine bust
Headshots, fuck his man up
Or we'll just back his fuckin' span up
And what mama, she [?]
'Cause consequences come with tryin' us
Bodies dropping daily, we got hell cried
I bet the Devil gettin' tired of us
If you ain't gang, what you alive for?
Man, [?] what I'm advertising
If you drillin', come and sign up
Run it with them niggas 'til the death of me
Bitch, I'm in it 'til my time up
[?] to my brother's coupe, and I love him too
If they empty out the clip, then I'm dumpin' too
If I make it out, all them niggas comin' too
If I'm addin' up bands, we countin' hundreds too
Took so many L's, but I'm prayin' for a W
Young lost, nigga, not knowin' what to do
Knucklehead and a sucker too
Hoes fucked me over, why'd I put my trust in you?
Went from J's, jumper, booth
Thinkin' like, damn, man I used to love that hoop
[?] now I don't even fuck with school
On some street shit, and your brother lookin' up to you
Sister makin' moves with the business, girl, I wish good luck to you
Why'd we have to break apart, remember days I was stuck to you
If I ever had a problem, I'd rush to you
But I grew up lost, homie said, "step off the porch"
Ass opened up, I start realizin' more
Smokin', get money and droppin' the four
[?] I was holdin' that torch
See a opp, I'ma [?]
Start shootin' like I'm Kobe in the fourth
His brains gon' spill when they pop [?]
But the gang gon' drill, we gon' bang [?] when that pain gon heal (When that pain gon' heal)
Look
Disrespect the hood, better watch his mouth
All that gang shit you was not about
Think you too far for a headshot
I'ma show you what this red dot about
Like his job done, we gon' clock him out
And if he strapped too, we gon' block it out
With that heavy metal I be rockin' out
I be torchin' shit while [?] watchin' out
I'm a Gucci gang and I'm twin city
Go and kill yourself if you ain't rockin' with it
I drop the race for them bitch niggas
Fuck every member of the opposition
Late night, catch a oppa slippin'
If he don't duck, we gon' run him up
Betta get low when that choppa spittin'
Once I reload, I go beast mode
Now it's four here with the doctor stitchin'
Heard the nigga tryna tell on me, Lil G slide on him, he gon' pop the witness
Hard to beat the case 'cause my skin color
I know the jury ain't gon' wanna listen
Judge handin' out bad English, givin' all them brothers the improper sentence
Right or wrong, no matter what you did, they'll love to see a nigga rot in prison
Now it's back to this trap house, tryna check a bag while my [?] glisten
I was broke as fuck, had to run it up
All these bands on me got your mama strippin'
If that [?], then she gotta get it
I don't fuck around when it come to guap
I'll kill a bitch if her dolla missing
On [?]
Niggas shed tears in the face of death
You so savage, what you cryin' for?
Don't give a fuck, I'll let the nine bust
Headshots, fuck his man up
Or we'll just back his fuckin' span up
And what mama, she [?]
'Cause consequences come with tryin' us
Bodies dropping daily, we got hell cried
I bet the Devil gettin' tired of us
If you ain't gang, what you alive for?
Man, [?] what I'm advertising
If you drillin', come and sign up
Run it with them niggas 'til the death of me
Bitch, I'm in it 'til my time up
[?] to my brother's coupe, and I love him too
If they empty out the clip, then I'm dumpin' too
If I make it out, all them niggas comin' too
If I'm addin' up bands, we countin' hundreds too
Took so many L's, but I'm prayin' for a W
Young lost, nigga, not knowin' what to do
Knucklehead and a sucker too
Hoes fucked me over, why'd I put my trust in you?
Went from J's, jumper, booth
Thinkin' like, damn, man I used to love that hoop
[?] now I don't even fuck with school
On some street shit, and your brother lookin' up to you
Sister makin' moves with the business, girl, I wish good luck to you
Why'd we have to break apart, remember days I was stuck to you
If I ever had a problem, I'd rush to you
But I grew up lost, homie said, "step off the porch"
Ass opened up, I start realizin' more
Smokin', get money and droppin' the four
[?] I was holdin' that torch
See a opp, I'ma [?]
Start shootin' like I'm Kobe in the fourth
His brains gon' spill when they pop [?]
But the gang gon' drill, we gon' bang [?] when that pain gon heal (When that pain gon' heal)
Look
Disrespect the hood, better watch his mouth
All that gang shit you was not about
Think you too far for a headshot
I'ma show you what this red dot about
Like his job done, we gon' clock him out
And if he strapped too, we gon' block it out
With that heavy metal I be rockin' out
I be torchin' shit while [?] watchin' out
I'm a Gucci gang and I'm twin city
Go and kill yourself if you ain't rockin' with it
I drop the race for them bitch niggas
Fuck every member of the opposition
Late night, catch a oppa slippin'
If he don't duck, we gon' run him up
Betta get low when that choppa spittin'
Once I reload, I go beast mode
Now it's four here with the doctor stitchin'
Heard the nigga tryna tell on me, Lil G slide on him, he gon' pop the witness
Hard to beat the case 'cause my skin color
I know the jury ain't gon' wanna listen
Judge handin' out bad English, givin' all them brothers the improper sentence
Right or wrong, no matter what you did, they'll love to see a nigga rot in prison
Now it's back to this trap house, tryna check a bag while my [?] glisten
I was broke as fuck, had to run it up
All these bands on me got your mama strippin'
If that [?], then she gotta get it
I don't fuck around when it come to guap
I'll kill a bitch if her dolla missing
On [?]
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