[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I was gone before he hit the ground
Saw his body shiver and get spinned around
He might be out for the count, them hollow tips pinned him downNow I ain't slept in two weeks, I'm up like I'm tweaking
Serving geekers, man it's hard to get paper up when you beefing
Niggas know my face
Niggas know my name, where I stay at
Is they gonna bitch up or is they gonna be patient and get they payback?
Fuck a sitting duck, we just gonna clip up and go where they stay at
Add the pressure til them hoes get the message, I'm gon' relay that
I got five thousand, a couple ounces and plenty burners, bruh
TV and a microwave for my dro, fuck the furniture
And my homie sister a geeker, should I be serving her?
It's like we feed each other's addictions
I'm out here earning a living off of killing my own
Flipping, pitching them stones
Niggas gonna listen cause I'm living this shit in my songs
If I should die before I wake
Just know some busters ran up in my spot and shot me in my face
Cause I'm a motherfucking gangster
[Chorus: Adrian]
And I move through the day, carry on through the night
What I do to get paid? Anything to get by
And I move through the day, carry on through the night
What I do to get paid? Anything to survive
I was gone before he hit the ground
Saw his body shiver and get spinned around
He might be out for the count, them hollow tips pinned him downNow I ain't slept in two weeks, I'm up like I'm tweaking
Serving geekers, man it's hard to get paper up when you beefing
Niggas know my face
Niggas know my name, where I stay at
Is they gonna bitch up or is they gonna be patient and get they payback?
Fuck a sitting duck, we just gonna clip up and go where they stay at
Add the pressure til them hoes get the message, I'm gon' relay that
I got five thousand, a couple ounces and plenty burners, bruh
TV and a microwave for my dro, fuck the furniture
And my homie sister a geeker, should I be serving her?
It's like we feed each other's addictions
I'm out here earning a living off of killing my own
Flipping, pitching them stones
Niggas gonna listen cause I'm living this shit in my songs
If I should die before I wake
Just know some busters ran up in my spot and shot me in my face
Cause I'm a motherfucking gangster
[Chorus: Adrian]
And I move through the day, carry on through the night
What I do to get paid? Anything to get by
And I move through the day, carry on through the night
What I do to get paid? Anything to survive
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