(I got chills)
(Yea, yea)
Growing up we had lesser than less than
Felt his soul leaving his body he start to panic yea
What else was left to do he gon die fo he get his chance to
Live or even breathe he been grown since he was seven
Alone since he was seven, It get
(Deep)
You get sucked in
Grew up looking up to niggas I would run wit
My cousins
Fuck the opposing you know we on em
Momma taught me magic she made something out of nothing
He drew on me but he bluffing
Barely holding bitch struggling
Saw him shaken told him tuck it
This his first time and it's showing
Stand yo ground don't run from nothing yea
(Can't even have fun no more)
If they started bussing
Cock one in it started clutching
Nigga put my life in danger
I don't care who see me coming
Big mistake they think I'm pussy
I'll put holes into yo tummy
And I'll give my life away before I let you take it from me
Prayed that god would give me something
But he took away my cousin
So I smile every chance I can now
And I don't care who watching Ima do my dance now (huh)
Take care of yo people best to hold yo friends down
Cuz they could take they life away just like they took my mans out
I never let em catch me naked walking wit my pants down
And never snake no person know that shit gonna pan out
And trust I got heart it's cold the love done ran out
My big bruddas say I'm soft I feel the pain I hand out
But still cant stick my hand out
(Z6)
They say I'm selfish and how
We spin the block we fan out
Until we find em spread out
And I can't breathe, leave, sleep, or eat until that man down
If shit get rough I sand down
I buy new shoes when I see creases just because I can now
And I'm so used to buying stupid shit invest in land now
And see my ex a fan now
And when she see me fan out
And look she say we friends now
I told myself you wrote that song you can't walk wit ya head down
Growing up we had lesser than less than
Felt his soul leaving his body he start to panic yea
What else was left to do he gonna die before he get his chance to
Live or even breathe he been grown since he was seven
Alone since he was seven, It get
(Deep)
(Z6)
Sliding down Glenwood my tank is on E
Demon off perc so it slash up the street
And I'm Good on da west but I'm still from da east
(Where, side of Atlanta)
I Grew from da dirt what dat make him a seed
He fake he show love when it's something he need
A legend was born and he made me dis beat
(Beat is brought to in part by enigma)
Don't stick out yo hand because im tired of da free shit
Fuck a favor just pay me a fee bitch
I don't break guess that make me a brick huh
Like a street I was made from da cement
Momma she look at me different I'm changing
She put dat on life man she swear she can see it
Swear dat I'm not ma I'm still ya lil son
I just grew a lil bit and I added the Z6
He a ho He just don't let it present
He still fold still come wit a crease in
(Choking)
It come when he breathe in
(The smoke)
My niggas will creep in
To ya house where you stay while you sleeping
Find a door ima strike it just depends
How far that I fall off the deep end
He no longer round me I cut em was leaching
He conditioned one bullet I leave in the chamber like potter I keep it no secret
Play this shit like a sport I'm on go at all times and I'm just playing defense
(Yea)
Negative energy fuck with my inner peace can't let it seep in
He was popping them perkys and they started working dem jiggas
My nigga was tweaking
We cut up about respect get belligerent
We put a car on his head we get rid of him
And now yo buddy he gone have you missing him
Gotta bit that's my bit she just tricking him
Dawg know he blood but he still got some crip in him
Got a crip and he still Got my blood in him
And they not tripping no sets so don't come for them
I told my cousin I rap it don't comfort him
Choppa don't miss chop a bit off ya chinstrap
Lean on that bitch compensate for da kick back
Keep me dat fye just to fend off the riff raff
Damier purse say she don't need no gift wrap
His and her matching yo bitch and you mitch match
Shake in his boots off da sound of a click clack
Stand on my feet don't believe in no chit chat
Preying on me you gonna wish you ain't did it
(Saint's Revenge)