[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
Right now, I'm thinking 'bout my dawg behind the walls, shit fucked up
All that killing shit is all talk, you ain't done nothing
Thanking God that I ain't dead, when them niggas hit that truck up
[?] up in my [?] shit, I guess I lucked up
I keep questioning my nigga, I don't think he right
It cross my mind, everytime I go to sleep at night
I can't forget when I was broke, eating beans and rice
Them killers always call my phone, when they need advice
I know you hurt, because them niggas [?] people right
It got your stomach in a not, you can't eat at night
The one I love the most would kill me, I ain't thinking twice
[?] new whip looking like a brick, yeah, key of white
Yeah free my niggas out them cell walls, I'm still picking up jail calls
Yeah the money coming in, and I still ain't turn my scale off
I go to war with the whole city, and a lotta niggas bailed off
But when I had the rocks on me, [?] sell [?]
[?] no shirt, nigga serving on the block
Still can't believe when I found out that bro was working for the cops
I was trapping in my granny's, I was burning up her spot
He hanging with the other side, so that shit turned him to an opp
Still staying loyal to my brothers, 'cause it's only right
Shit, I remember, I was sleeping on the floor at night
Shit, I remember, I was really selling dope at night
I had to get my family straight and my homies right
I know some bitches fucking, just so they can pay they rent
He broke as hell, don't want no job, that shit make no sence
I tell my niggas how it is, I ain't faking shit
In juvenile, talking to my niggas through the vent
That nigga still ain't win [?] when his partner got [?]
You play with mine, I'm in that car, boy, I'm dropping a check
That shit get tricky, when I come and knock off half of your set
My partner switched, but I'm just happy for the reality check
Right now, I'm thinking 'bout my dawg behind the walls, shit fucked up
All that killing shit is all talk, you ain't done nothing
Thanking God that I ain't dead, when them niggas hit that truck up
[?] up in my [?] shit, I guess I lucked up
I keep questioning my nigga, I don't think he right
It cross my mind, everytime I go to sleep at night
I can't forget when I was broke, eating beans and rice
Them killers always call my phone, when they need advice
I know you hurt, because them niggas [?] people right
It got your stomach in a not, you can't eat at night
The one I love the most would kill me, I ain't thinking twice
[?] new whip looking like a brick, yeah, key of white
Yeah free my niggas out them cell walls, I'm still picking up jail calls
Yeah the money coming in, and I still ain't turn my scale off
I go to war with the whole city, and a lotta niggas bailed off
But when I had the rocks on me, [?] sell [?]
[?] no shirt, nigga serving on the block
Still can't believe when I found out that bro was working for the cops
I was trapping in my granny's, I was burning up her spot
He hanging with the other side, so that shit turned him to an opp
Still staying loyal to my brothers, 'cause it's only right
Shit, I remember, I was sleeping on the floor at night
Shit, I remember, I was really selling dope at night
I had to get my family straight and my homies right
I know some bitches fucking, just so they can pay they rent
He broke as hell, don't want no job, that shit make no sence
I tell my niggas how it is, I ain't faking shit
In juvenile, talking to my niggas through the vent
That nigga still ain't win [?] when his partner got [?]
You play with mine, I'm in that car, boy, I'm dropping a check
That shit get tricky, when I come and knock off half of your set
My partner switched, but I'm just happy for the reality check
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