Street Gospel

Lil Grim Here4AReason It don't get no realer then this

I'm from where they kill they own man before they slide on a enemy
Need more n like me I swear it's only like 10 of me
I'm a die a f legend I bet my city going remember me
Seven 40 bullets entered me now my heart cold like December be
Im f up in the head but I swear to God I ain't scared
I just play the game how I play it If I don't mean it I ain't going say it
I knew this since a young n don't toat it you ain't going spray it
I need all my funds n owe debt bet you going pay it
I'm the realest n out here I'm just so humble I don't like to say it
I ain't even gotta say it streets going talk bet they going to say it
I just be trying stay out the way and stack up this bread
But 3G got heart I'm packing the leg run down and hack at his head
I'm just getting started they say I'm a bird well f it I'm hatching a egg
N want smoke b I'm matching the gig
We get it cracking ya dig
I got the XD bro packing the sig
Backdoor the plug cause he taxing the kid
I don't speak on beef so don't ask me about s
I don't speak on beef nah
Today I finally heard some good news my brodie finna beat a murder case
Free my brother he a good dude when he come home I'm rolling up 28
I'm trying see 25 so I'm toating on the 27
Still grabbing 16 trying duck 12 posted at the 7
They killed Footz right on the 9 I hope he made it to heaven
N this that street gospel call me 3G the reverend
Since I'm muslim that me a Imam astagfirullah but I just sold 3 bombs
I'm jugging I'm trying get the tree gone JuggUnit you know what we on
3G play the corner like Deon I'm a vet I can't f with no peon
You thinking bout bringing me harm bdddd poof be gone
Rest in peace Phil can't feel my foot you don't know how it feel
But I'm in the field and I know that this s get real
Last time I left the house without the steel n almost got killed
All praise to Allah mashallah for how I was built
N that's ford tough
N heart stop when that Taurus bust
Skii ain't on no rap s we going run down on your tour bus
N the way that mac hit would've though it was bout four of us
Hit the club bout a good 10 deep come round the way its way more of us
I'm from where houses boarded up
Before them shoot outs we fought it up
Why the f when n start snitching ain't nobody brought it up
3G gotta stay away from that I'm a just stay in my own lane
I ain't been f with nobody lately been doing my own thing
N do you dirty thirty times cut em off now they acting dumb
N had me fooled all along tell me where you get your acting from (Hmmm)
Always used to talk behind my back I used to put it behind me
Every time a n f up you made sure to remind me
But when I did something good you never congratulated
Finally showed your true colors well f it I'm glad you hated
Same n that tell you they wish you the best they really made you made it
I get in the booth and I just tell my story I swear it ain't fabricated
I'm a walking testimony don't ask why I'm walking with this tech up on me
Cause when I got hit up n disappeared I almost died you ain't check up on me



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Writer(s): Habib Yansaneh
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