[Intro: Shon Thang]
Keep alive, yeah
[Chorus: Shon Thang]
Snatch what chain? I’ma die behind this charm
Lil Glock under my underarm
I got 23 shots for them to feel where I’m coming from
Regretting nothing, fuck them niggas, if I did it, I done it to ‘em
On the road, doing shows, mama look at what I become, yeah
Glizzy in my reach, don’t trust a soul, nigga
And I’m still fucked up from the trap, that shit been slow, nigga yeah, yeah
I’ll bust, think I’m lacking bitch, run up, you gon’ get it
Who want smoke wit us? True bitch, I been Nicky, yeah, yeah, yeah, eh
[Verse 1: Shon Thang]
Fight to survive, tryna hind the battle scars, know that pain still in the air
I lost my blood, show no love like there ain’t no more to give
This vengeance, take it to the heart, every time we spin
Who got you niggas thinking like y’all can’t get touched?
Make you bitches bite the dust
Running with them shooters, they contested, then the shot adjust
Plotting on me, tryna put that lead on me
Heart so cold, I let Santa ride a slay on me
If I spot em, shotta open fire, yeah
Die for my respect, I’ll do that time behind barbed wire, yeah
Walk down, then you hear them screechin tyres, yeah
Glock 17 get the business clear with a fucking minor, yeah
Fucking with a veteran
Big .40, this bitch here is heaven sent
We ain’t sparing shit, they shoulda listened, tried to tell ‘em that
Hammer time, bitch and I know right where I’m gon’ nail ‘em at
Stepping by my lone, so my known self ain’t gon tell on me
Wet they whole block up, they need more than a shimmy
I’ll send you to the clouds, yeah, knocka draw in many
In that water, you might drown, yeah, train for your life
It’s up with me like southwest, niggas don’t board on this flight
I’m out in Georgia with that steel on
Tampering with the boundary get you welcomed to the kill zone
Woke up from a dream to face the real ‘cause stunna still going
Praying for tomorrow, every time I take a kneel, on me
Keep alive, yeah
[Chorus: Shon Thang]
Snatch what chain? I’ma die behind this charm
Lil Glock under my underarm
I got 23 shots for them to feel where I’m coming from
Regretting nothing, fuck them niggas, if I did it, I done it to ‘em
On the road, doing shows, mama look at what I become, yeah
Glizzy in my reach, don’t trust a soul, nigga
And I’m still fucked up from the trap, that shit been slow, nigga yeah, yeah
I’ll bust, think I’m lacking bitch, run up, you gon’ get it
Who want smoke wit us? True bitch, I been Nicky, yeah, yeah, yeah, eh
[Verse 1: Shon Thang]
Fight to survive, tryna hind the battle scars, know that pain still in the air
I lost my blood, show no love like there ain’t no more to give
This vengeance, take it to the heart, every time we spin
Who got you niggas thinking like y’all can’t get touched?
Make you bitches bite the dust
Running with them shooters, they contested, then the shot adjust
Plotting on me, tryna put that lead on me
Heart so cold, I let Santa ride a slay on me
If I spot em, shotta open fire, yeah
Die for my respect, I’ll do that time behind barbed wire, yeah
Walk down, then you hear them screechin tyres, yeah
Glock 17 get the business clear with a fucking minor, yeah
Fucking with a veteran
Big .40, this bitch here is heaven sent
We ain’t sparing shit, they shoulda listened, tried to tell ‘em that
Hammer time, bitch and I know right where I’m gon’ nail ‘em at
Stepping by my lone, so my known self ain’t gon tell on me
Wet they whole block up, they need more than a shimmy
I’ll send you to the clouds, yeah, knocka draw in many
In that water, you might drown, yeah, train for your life
It’s up with me like southwest, niggas don’t board on this flight
I’m out in Georgia with that steel on
Tampering with the boundary get you welcomed to the kill zone
Woke up from a dream to face the real ‘cause stunna still going
Praying for tomorrow, every time I take a kneel, on me
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