Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yee, yeah
(Guala Beats)
Yeah, oh, I know
Yeah, bando 29
DBE, the streets is mine
No matter how they got me in court, you won't see my cry
Had to move to the suburbs, I gotta see less slime
My pen Bobby call it Shmurda, call it GS9
I can't talk too much, you gotta read between the lines
I can't listen to the speech, I read between the lines
When I was down to my last, you ain't stick around
Lookin' back when you find out, I swear I seen you smile
Any waps for sale, just say a price, we buy 'em now
And any teeth you got, just bring 'em down, we buy 'em now
When it rains it pours, that stormy shower flyin' down
I told my youngins, leave your phone, when you slidin' out
There's things I've seen, that can never ever leave your mind
When your past is so present, it's hard to leave behind
I pray they leave the gang in peace, before they see demise
Yeah
And I make both flights, go back to back
Now they in Berlin
Get that coke on the pack
And blend the heroine
Gucci, bullet, blemmin' it up
And then we pressin' it
I've been high the whole damn month
Ain't answerin' messages
Heard that nigga cappin' on me, but he irrelevant
I took his baby mama overseas
Fucked her in Netherlands
All my niggas ride with the traps
Don't get embezzlement (they be screamin', "Take care", yeah)
Convince she Heaven sent
Yeah, I be screamin', "Take care", like I'm Drizzy, Drizzy
My nigga rollin' hot, right now it's Glizzy, Glizzy
No cap, baby girl, I keep on sayin' that, we live this for real
Yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Just let the beat talk,
It's do or die, yeah, yeah
Really your daddy's, little angel, I can't break your heart
Your mother was my first love, not just my baby mama
And I watch all them niggas eat and they save me nothin'
Ain't even save me a crumb, that shit made me numb
Yeah, my little nigga caught a bird and he ain't lose his mind
You gain a lifetime of ratin', you lose a little time
You spend your life in a cage until you believe you'll fly
I knew this nigga was wronger and I done seen the sign
Yeah, just let the (beat ride), hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This just the shit that's on my mind (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See I ain't even gotta lie (yeah)
I got cocaine in the backseat
Cocaine in the pass' seat
Lyin' ass bitches, in my DM tryna trap me
She been tryna leave that nigga for a minute, she weren't happy
I just hit my nigga, fresh home, he movin' scatty
I worked so hard to get these packs and they confused why I'm still trappin'
I had to get her to court, a nigga up in traffic
I gave my nigga couple thousands, and he came back with a ratchet
From the trenches or the bando, all this pain that I can't manage
I looked my mother in the eyes, said, "I promise that I'll stop"
First check from a
First time I hit a lick, I swear I lost a prof'
I'ma teach my lil' nigga how to live and how to rob
Nitties, made them wait there
Thousands by the same stairs
Dodgin' solo, I'm hittin' solo, I'm back up on the same stairs
I see these new cameras on my old block, it's gettin' bait there
I'm on the phone, controllin' my whole block, I think it's greatness (yeah)
Yeah, my little nigga caught a bird and he ain't lose his mind
You gain a lifetime of ratin', you lose a little time
You spend your life in a cage until you believe you'll fly
I knew this nigga was a wronger and I done seen the sign
Yeah, just let the (beat ride), hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This just the shit that's on my mind (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See I ain't even gotta lie (yeah)
Oh, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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GS9 - D-Block Europe
