(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, f*ck it I'ma come off snappin'
I won't stop rappin'
'Cause most these niggas baseball cappin'
I'm grown already
Twenty-two, but I'm old fashioned
I won't talk, baby
They go to jail and get out for ratings
I'm done with the actin'
Like you niggas ain't here for the check
Talk to my cousin
Next month he hung himself from the neck
I'm knee deep in stress
In these streets they made me a mess
The realest nigga you done met
Bitch, I need my respect
Just lost some people at a young age
So now it's like won't nothin' phase me
I knew one day
That they'll hate and try to take me
Keep a gun, ayy
They know I won't let nothin' break me
I'm with that gunplay
Only in the one way
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
Ayy, you don't know then you gone learn, nigga
Wanna die already better wait your turn, nigga
I'ma tell you if you don't know them bullets burn, nigga
I keep a rod, I use that freak bitch as a worm, yeah
And I know if I was broke they wouldn't go for me
No hoes would be approachin' me
Might stop payin' my bills just to see if they'll notice me
Poppin' all these pills it's hard to focus
See I'm trippin'
Got my own mind don't need you coachin' me
Won't touch me they know that we 'bout it
Want smoke then you know that we got it
Know real killers move in silence
I keep that shit in private
Wanna live on an island
You want it then why you hidin'?
It's up then you know I'm divin'
Don't mention you then I'm prolly gone
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
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(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, f*ck it I'ma come off snappin'
I won't stop rappin'
'Cause most these niggas baseball cappin'
I'm grown already
Twenty-two, but I'm old fashioned
I won't talk, baby
They go to jail and get out for ratings
I'm done with the actin'
Like you niggas ain't here for the check
Talk to my cousin
Next month he hung himself from the neck
I'm knee deep in stress
In these streets they made me a mess
The realest nigga you done met
Bitch, I need my respect
Just lost some people at a young age
So now it's like won't nothin' phase me
I knew one day
That they'll hate and try to take me
Keep a gun, ayy
They know I won't let nothin' break me
I'm with that gunplay
Only in the one way
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
Ayy, you don't know then you gone learn, nigga
Wanna die already better wait your turn, nigga
I'ma tell you if you don't know them bullets burn, nigga
I keep a rod, I use that freak bitch as a worm, yeah
And I know if I was broke they wouldn't go for me
No hoes would be approachin' me
Might stop payin' my bills just to see if they'll notice me
Poppin' all these pills it's hard to focus
See I'm trippin'
Got my own mind don't need you coachin' me
Won't touch me they know that we 'bout it
Want smoke then you know that we got it
Know real killers move in silence
I keep that shit in private
Wanna live on an island
You want it then why you hidin'?
It's up then you know I'm divin'
Don't mention you then I'm prolly gone
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, f*ck it I'ma come off snappin'
I won't stop rappin'
'Cause most these niggas baseball cappin'
I'm grown already
Twenty-two, but I'm old fashioned
I won't talk, baby
They go to jail and get out for ratings
I'm done with the actin'
Like you niggas ain't here for the check
Talk to my cousin
Next month he hung himself from the neck
I'm knee deep in stress
In these streets they made me a mess
The realest nigga you done met
Bitch, I need my respect
Just lost some people at a young age
So now it's like won't nothin' phase me
I knew one day
That they'll hate and try to take me
Keep a gun, ayy
They know I won't let nothin' break me
I'm with that gunplay
Only in the one way
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
Ayy, you don't know then you gone learn, nigga
Wanna die already better wait your turn, nigga
I'ma tell you if you don't know them bullets burn, nigga
I keep a rod, I use that freak bitch as a worm, yeah
And I know if I was broke they wouldn't go for me
No hoes would be approachin' me
Might stop payin' my bills just to see if they'll notice me
Poppin' all these pills it's hard to focus
See I'm trippin'
Got my own mind don't need you coachin' me
Won't touch me they know that we 'bout it
Want smoke then you know that we got it
Know real killers move in silence
I keep that shit in private
Wanna live on an island
You want it then why you hidin'?
It's up then you know I'm divin'
Don't mention you then I'm prolly gone
Leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
I believe in murder (ah)
My people slangin' birds, yeah (yeah)
Look, leave you on the curb, yeah (yeah)
I won't say a word, yeah (yeah)
All black, thinkin' murder, I see red (red)
All my people slangin' birds, yeah
Writer: LeParis Dade
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave