Pierre Giovanni - Dim Lyrics

Reflecting on some shit went through a lot boy
Finessing on the the corner store we block boys
Momma told me trust will get you shot boy
I stay posted up on that block with my glock boy
Bad bitches hit my line I go MIA
Dreaded thoughts hit my mental, Sway Calloway
Bitch knocking on my door, what the f*ck Jehovah
R.I.P Gerald Levert, bitch a Casanova's
Corners, coke, caskets
Levitate the waters
N***a getting slaughtered
N***as dying street Martyrs
Damn f*ck
Bitch I'm posted again
Check the scheme bitch
I rap better than you and your friends
N***a f*ck yo diamonds
F*ck materialistic shit
F*ck you material bitch
F*ck Yo material wrist
RIP X why the f*ck y'all ain't take Zimmer
N***as taking shine I see the spot light dimmer

Despite the bullshit that has been seen my mental
And in the field
I been coach niggas like Todd haley
These bitches been hitting my DMs might just f*ck em' maybe
I see the sun from the other side
Guess my life is shady
Hood n***as grant theft auto trapping Motorola's
Whipping in that stolo f*cking bitches in Corollas
Eating SoundCloud rap n***as like granola
Russian shit I'm styling on these n***as
Like I'm Gosha
I'm killing rap n***as softly like I'm lauren hill
You n***as y'all funny y'all bunch of jokes
Y'all johnna hill
Jokes on you I don't f*ck with n**as
You ask me for a feature it's no to you n***as
F*ck em'
Cut that trend we don't care how many opps
You shot
Cut that trend we don't care how man blocks
You shot
Cut that trend we don't about you whipping pots
Cut that trend we don't how man pills you popped