Like where did you go, you was just on my side We was just laughing and joking on live It hurt my heart, when you died Got me askin' like why I'm alive How could you leave, you know that I need you Graveyard, I gotta go see you And I ride with my gun cuz I know that I need to Grindin' hard, I gotta feed my people Like glahh And they talk on your name, but they don't even know you I get money, don't care 'bout the total Choppa sing like this shit got some vocals I'm tryna be global, not local Talk on E with the Dot, imma smoke you And you know I ain't want you to leave Now I'm with my heart on my sleeve They can't rap how I rap on the bеat I get paid everyday of thе week But this money can't bring back my brother He a rat, that boy undercover He tried to play me like I was a sucker Now he in jail and he need me Fuck 'em Do you get the picture? No frame Locked in the cage, I ain't sayin' no names They try to throw dirt on my name N*ggas know I ain't snitch on the gang Free bro, I can't wait till they back Talk on Notti, on bro imma blast They like, "Block why you jack him, he called you a rat." N*gga, I taught that n*gga how to rap Fuck a track, it's deeper than that I believed when nobody did Ask DD, I'm one of the realest I told him that he would be winnin' Fuck the beef, I just wanna be loved How you a gangster, you never did nothin' On my block, it's just me and my gun Too much pain, I think I need a hug Ain't no lyin, they know I would show up Ain't no little kid, I had to grow up N*ggas envy, they know imma blow up I got time on my side, ain't no rush Momma Dot, if you ever need bread, hit my line, I'm getting it sent I call your brother and sister to vent Are they okay? Imma check I don't know why they say I'm up next Fingers hurtin', I'm thumbin' through checks Like I'm bout to fly on a jet Bad bitch, 'bout to give me the neck Too official, they know Im on go for the set And they know that I've been through the struggles Everything I got, I got it off the muscle I ain't working, I gotta go hustle I ain't fighting I don't like to tussle Like where did you go, you was just on my side We was just laughing and joking on live It hurt my heart, when you died Got me askin' like why I'm alive How could you leave, you know that I need you Graveyard, I gotta go see you And I ride with my gun cuz I know that I need to Grindin' hard, I gotta feed my people Like glahh And they talk on your name, but they don't even know you I get money, don't care 'bout the total Choppa sing like this shit got some vocals I'm tryna be global, not local Talk on E with the Dot, imma smoke you And you know I ain't want you to leave Now I'm with my heart on my sleeve I just want you to know that I'm real They know where I'm from, I'm from the hill I lost my brother, that shit give me chills I need a deal, for some Mills On that block tryna run up a hunnid I had to throw, I was thuggin and buggin N*ggas cappin, they never on nothing She call me Blocky Da G when I'm fuckin
How you love me? I'm up in the booth (booth) Said I'm lying, like show me the proof (the proof) Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (deuce) She like, "Who Wockesha?" Bitch, that's juice (that's juice) And you can't walk a mile in my shoes (my shoes) You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (you threw) You don't tote on the Glock like I do And you definitely don't bend that block like I do (like) Lately, I've been feelin' alone (alone) But I'm clutchin' my chrome (my chrome) Pray to my mama I'm gon makе it home 20 missed calls, I ain't answеr my phone (my phone) Then I heard JB ain't make it home (home) They say, "Flocka, keep up and be strong" (strong) Nah, why? 'Cause that shit was wrong (wrong) And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em I got my front, but is you behind me? ('Hind me) Get goofy like Martin and Gina Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (like) Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (line me) With the .30, I move extra cocky If I ain't dead or in jail, they can't stop me (stop me) Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (like) Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti) Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby) Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti) If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know) So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me) I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny) She keep tellin' me, "Flocka, you got me" (she got me) Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? (Rocky) A parole shinin' through like it's hockey Can't box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali) Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (watch me) And I know that the feds tryna lock me (they lock me) Ridin' with it, I hope they don't stop me (don't stop me) If they do, then it's gon' be a high-speed (skrrt, skrrt) I pray God take the wheel, hope he got me (got me, like) I don't understand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm You better up first, boy, you better not let 'em (let 'em) Hop out first, you better catch 'em (skrrt) They only got one up on you if you let 'em (let 'em) How he talk down, you fed or you fed 'em? (Fed 'em) Nigga dougie got shot, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em (I'ma dead 'em) He can't come to this block, I won't let 'em (won't let 'em) Lil Notti, he spot 'em, he got 'em, he get 'em (get 'em) And Lil Drama gon' hop out and stretch 'em Dougie B, he gon' throw like McGrady (McGrady) Balla B, he be throwin' like Brady (Brady) Ballin' for JB, this shit got no safety (no safety) When we up, better duck, we go crazy (go crazy) We gon' hit up his ligament, shit leave him lazy That's on bro, I got shots for who hate me We them EBK, DOA, GBG babies Get Back Gang, that's how they raised me, like
Latley been red ion need no help im good on my own but im tired of being alone yea im bck on the block rappin don't work then bck to slangin them rock me my bruda we lost in the streets nobdy show me luv im sorry im distance they took all my luv i wanna do right but i keep fuckin up like mama im sorry for pain that i brought i dont wanna see u cry u strongest person ik but mom im goin threw shii im sorry for being like but dam im lost stg demi I miss u bad im loosin myself i just want my son but dam I'm livin fucked up I don't wanna be around nomo it's nun but pain in my heart shi ain the same nomo
It's been gettin hard to sleep I barely even eat like damm my heart so sore im lossin my mind u don't kno I just wan cry butnun be leaving these eyes my head is hurt im lossin myself I question my worth
I got my front but is you behind me get goofy like Martin and Gina or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy then get deady like Whitney and Bobby I brought my pole if she think she gon line me with the 30 I move extra cocky if I ain't dead or in jail they can't stop me gotti and notti and scottie my top three need a smooth G to spin call up gotti Sosa with knocking in lobby know a ooter who aim for skullatis he be bugging his name is lil notti if I tell him to get him I know that he got me so I got him he stay right beside me I be thinkin like she moving wocky she keep telling me Flocka you got me is you gon climb for me if it get rocky a parole shining through like it's hockey can't box right now bullets punching like Ali gotta keep it I know they gon watch me and I know that the feds trynna lock me riding with it I hope they don't stop me if they do then it's gon be a high speed I pray God take the wheel hope he got me I forgot so can you take the wheel feel like you got me
'Stand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm How you love me? I'm up in the booth (booth) Said I'm lying, like show me the proof (the proof) Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (deuce) She like, "Who Wockesha?" Bitch, that's juice (that's juice) And you can't walk a mile in my shoes (my shoes) You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (you threw) You don't tote on the Glock like I do And you definitely don't bend that block like I do (like) Lately, I've been feelin' alone (alone) But I'm clutchin' my chrome (my chrome) Pray to my mama I'm gon makе it home 20 missed calls, I ain't answеr my phone (my phone) Then I heard JB ain't make it home (home) They say, "Flocka, keep up and be strong" (strong) Nah, why? 'Cause that shit was wrong (wrong) And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em I got my front, but is you behind me? ('Hind me) Get goofy like Martin and Gina Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (like) Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (line me) With the .30, I move extra cocky If I ain't dead or in jail, they can't stop me (stop me) Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (like) Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti) Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby) Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti) If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know) So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me) I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny) She keep tellin' me, "Flocka, you got me" (she got me) Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? (Rocky) A parole shinin' through like it's hockey Can't box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali) Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (watch me) And I know that the feds tryna lock me (they lock me) Ridin' with it, I hope they don't stop me (don't stop me) If they do, then it's gon' be a high-speed (skrrt, skrrt) I pray God take the wheel, hope he got me (got me, like) I don't understand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm You better up first, boy, you better not let 'em (let 'em) Hop out first, you better catch 'em (skrrt) They only got one up on you if you let 'em (let 'em) How he talk down, you fed or you fed 'em? (Fed 'em) Nigga dougie got shot, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em (I'ma dead 'em) He can't come to this block, I won't let 'em (won't let 'em) Lil Notti, he spot 'em, he got 'em, he get 'em (get 'em) And Lil Drama gon' hop out and stretch 'em Dougie B, he gon' throw like McGrady (McGrady) Balla B, he be throwin' like Brady (Brady) Ballin' for JB, this shit got no safety (no safety) When we up, better duck, we go crazy (go crazy) We gon' hit up his ligament, shit leave him lazy That's on bro, I got shots for who hate me We them EBK, DOA, GBG babies Get Back Gang, that's how they raised me, like And I told bro there's gon' be another one I got booked for the chop, bought another one ('nother one) And I promise they won't take my mother son (mother son) Think that I'm goin', these lil' niggas dumb or somethin' (dumb or somethin') Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from? (Runnin' from, yeah) (Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from?) (They stupid, they dumb, or somethin') I don't understand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm I don't understand this
I been feeling pain missing my dawgs shit ain’t been the the same, trust issues ain’t nobody really with you muds tricker then blood so look at who’s really with you backwoods stuffed with ruzs I put my pain in a blunt no emotions I don’t give a fuck leaning pouring Henny in a cup ebk yk what’s up
Latley been red on my mind bitches be tryna help tbt I'm good on my own I don't need no help just me and brother we was trapin out the house wanna go bck to when it was right but Ima demon rob and hassle in da night think I'm goin out without a fight
lost my grandma that shit hurt me alot everday gotta keep me a knock why would i like if im always on hots catch a opp gotta aim at his top bitches be popped n be broke i could never stress bout a hoee hop out the v n you know ima throw catch me an opp ima up dat pole niggas be really thinkin this shit is a game if try to run up you get shot in ya face i aint playin ima take off the pace i gotta work harder everyday nottigang this shit not gon stop n for edot im uppin dat chop them both my demons im uppin dat knock catch a opp ima dump that whole clip im talkin shoot them out they shit like if they run im uppin dat gun ima demon catch me under the sun just copped some new shoes this shit not a pick n choose why they always look so confused lost notti that shit really hurt then e with da dot wtf now first opp i see ima shoot first lost my grandma that shit really hurt me now for her ima throw 30 i aint talkin bitches be dirty bitches be popped n dont get the drop you alr know im uppin dat chop aye aye no im not done like no i cant lack gotta keep me a gun catch a opp he get sent to the sun like nigga are u dumb you alr know im uppin dat gun try to run u get shot in ya hat one false move u get shot in ya back fuck all these niggas put em in a pack lost my grandma that shit hurt me alot everday gotta keep me a knock why would i like if im always on hots catch a opp gotta aim at his top bitches be popped n be broke i could never stress bout a hoee hop out the v n you know ima throw catch me an opp ima up dat pole niggas be really thinkin this shit is a game if try to run up you get shot in ya face i aint playin ima take off the pace i gotta work harder everyday nottigang this shit not gon stop n for edot im uppin dat chop them both my demons im uppin dat knock
Yeaa I be loosin myself. Bitches be tryna help tbt I'm good on my own never needed ur help told my brother I'm bck on da block rapping don't work then bck to slangin dem rocks latey i be tryna lay low niggas be dissin its like u tryna bring me bck fuck around an get put on da map aye M.o be cap in dat rap nigga say he in da streets he never drew blood like me ngl i be tryna do right devil get to speakin at night he told me never trust a soul told me all is mine all I gotta do is give my soul looked in eyes and told him this lifestyle old but I gotta say no ik he really want my soul drop on my knees lord knos I be prayin reachin for light but thiers dark in me Rollin a wood yk how It go bitches be lyin they ain't kno how it go how to survive in these streets husling tryna get js on da feet sleepin on da floor wit bro yea i got him ik he got me lessons giving ain't listen Hitting up blocks serving Dem rocks getting da guap now I want more Fellin this anger and rage look in my eyes what do u see hella fkn ptsd son tookin from me couldn't even stop it fuck da law gave me bad habits damm it tour me apart left me real heart broke all on my knees like why it gotta be me fellin alot of pain still remainin da same
Gra grah sometimes when I’m out alone I pray to god that I make it back home cause I’m these streets it’s just you and your chrome and I’m sliding whenever just gimme a call fuck all the opps made that last nigga fall call up the gang you know they gone pull fuck all that shit niggas know that I gifted so I gotta move wit it if you don’t like that you can get jumped try sum you can get poked
How you love me? I'm up in the booth (booth) Said I'm lying, like show me the proof (the proof) Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (deuce) She like, "Who Wockesha?" Bitch, that's juice (that's juice) And you can't walk a mile in my shoes (my shoes) You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (you threw) You don't tote on the Glock like I do And you definitely don't bend that block like I do (like) Lately, I've been feelin' alone (alone) But I'm clutchin' my chrome (my chrome) Pray to my mama I'm gon makе it home 20 missed calls, I ain't answеr my phone (my phone) Then I heard JB ain't make it home (home) They say, "Flocka, keep up and be strong" (strong) Nah, why? 'Cause that shit was wrong (wrong) And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em I got my front, but is you behind me? ('Hind me) Get goofy like Martin and Gina Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (like) Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (line me) With the .30, I move extra cocky If I ain't dead or in jail, they can't stop me (stop me) Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (like) Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti) Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby) Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti) If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know) So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me) I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny) She keep tellin' me, "Flocka, you got me" (she got me) Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? (Rocky) A parole shinin' through like it's hockey Can't box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali) Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (watch me) And I know that the feds tryna lock me (they lock me) Ridin' with it, I hope they don't stop me (don't stop me) If they do, then it's gon' be a high-speed (skrrt, skrrt) I pray God take the wheel, hope he got me (got me, like) I don't understand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm You better up first, boy, you better not let 'em (let 'em) Hop out first, you better catch 'em (skrrt) They only got one up on you if you let 'em (let 'em) How he talk down, you fed or you fed 'em? (Fed 'em) Nigga dougie got shot, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em (I'ma dead 'em) He can't come to this block, I won't let 'em (won't let 'em) Lil Notti, he spot 'em, he got 'em, he get 'em (get 'em) And Lil Drama gon' hop out and stretch 'em Dougie B, he gon' throw like McGrady (McGrady) Balla B, he be throwin' like Brady (Brady) Ballin' for JB, this shit got no safety (no safety) When we up, better duck, we go crazy (go crazy) We gon' hit up his ligament, shit leave him lazy That's on bro, I got shots for who hate me We them EBK, DOA, GBG babies Get Back Gang, that's how they raised me, like And I told bro there's gon' be another one I got booked for the chop, bought another one ('nother one) And I promise they won't take my mother son (mother son) Think that I'm goin', these lil' niggas dumb or somethin' (dumb or somethin') Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from? (Runnin' from, yeah) (Who these lil' niggas think that I'm runnin' from?) (They stupid, they dumb, or somethin') I don't understand this You're changing, I can't stand it My heart can't take this damage And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm I don't understand this
I’m cluchtin my chrome still Remember when these niggas been doin me wrong but I’m tryna better my wrongs ask my mama what’s goin on I’m sorry mama for the drugs I been using I’m sorry mama u kno I’m demon told my shordy just lmk nun these niggas want no that’s word on my bro I ain’t duckin no niggas it’s on my soul nigga fuck wha u say I’ma better myself I’m tired of holdin these streets it get cold on da block we all heartless niggas we sendin shots nigga ain’t gnf for a cop we get it up on da block we doin da pops mama idk what is goin on but I’m stuck in the streets tryna better my wrongs
Kay flock being honest beat* Look, why you wasting my time when a nigga needed a dime, I rlly cared for yours but you ain’t care for mine,yu made me feel like I was something but now a nigga ain’t nothin, like niggas is bluffing, I thought we could’ve been something , they js be hatin, like Niggas rlly politicking, lot of heat up in the kitchen. Like look , stupid nigga pop out I thought we brining the glocks out? Nigga stop asking questions cuz shit could get trxgic when we up out the automatic all you see is Disney magic
Kay flock being honest beat* Look, why you wasting my time when a nigga needed a dime, I rlly cared for yours but you ain’t care for mine,yu made me feel like I was something but now a nigga ain’t nothin, like niggas is bluffing, I thought we could’ve been something , they js be hatin, like Niggas rlly politicking, lot of heat up in the kitchen. Like look , stupid nigga pop out I thought we brining the glocks out? Nigga stop asking questions cuz shit could get trxgic when we up out the automatic all you see is Disney magic
life is sht. ik zweer het my life is sht. mannen doen je vies voor een kleine spit. fftjes weg cause a guy got ncked maar ik ben weer back dus je guy is lit. ren niet op mij cause you might get hit. voel me veilig op me eigen strp. don't get it twisted pijp op hip. want ik trust geen guys uit de wijk of sht. mnu hoelang je hem kent. mannen die gaan je altijd vies doen switchen voor pussy money of gang. loop met die loop voor me eigen safety er is kans dat iemand op me rent. geloof me dit sht gebeurd niet 2 keer back me wpon and i let it bang. me oude bitch die wilt me terug. neem een pof en een diepe zucht. je wou me niet en nu mis je de vlucht. ik zweer het je violate me rust. zonder jou ben ik beter af. laat hem zien wat die 9 kan. yg uit de b met veel potentie voor je weet ben ik top nederland. keep pray for this. nee ik heb geen tijd voor beef maar mannen die maken me heet en sht. ik wil komen in de latest drip. dus ik moet rennen door de regen pik. mannen claimen met je te zijn maar je maar je woorden beteken niks. wie is met mij in die hete sht? wie is met mij op die hete days? ik en me guys die zijn op paperchase. nu komen ze back is een beetje vreemd cause the most of them die keken mee.
