Gangsta Fever (feat. Real JT)

See what you've never known
I would put my life on hold
If you saw this road we on
We'd be better, letting go
Now my heart is real cold
Colder when that wind blows
From trenches, we lost souls
With lives on a tight rope, yeah, yeah

I been relying on them drugs, but they bring pain up in my sleep
Momma worried bout my health, cause she been having lucid dreams
About me dying (About me dying)
Now she crying (Now she crying)
I get up and wipe her tears, she started smiling

She told me baby, through yo music, you been touching souls
And no matter what happens, you'll live on, I'm never letting go
I promise, if we only being honest
Them words gave me my guidance
Took fear away, made me giant
I'm up now, they can't stop it

But Ima hold it down
Promise ima hold it down (Down)
I'm the golden child (Child)
Love to see my momma smile (Smile)
I know yo spirit close even when you not around (Town)
I'm the voice of the people, who voice just ain't as loud

Lil shawty got ass, watch how she move it
I pass her to gang, she calling me ruthless
I step with no gang, you see how I'm moving
You said that you bout it, well nigga come prove it
You put on a vest, you know that shit useless
We raining down hollows, I bet they gone chew shit
Yo nigga a clown, I hold this shit down
I really got demons, his cappin' amusing

Bloody kicks down when I step, make them other niggas envious
I might just cop me a Patek, make them diamonds do the dance with us
Blowing OG in my chest, can't let this pain shit get the best of us
Don't trust that nigga or the next, won't let no pussy nigga step with us, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)

See what you've never known
I would put my life on hold
If you saw this road we on
We'd be better, letting go (Yeah)
Now my heart is real cold
Colder when that wind blows
From trenches, we lost souls
With lives on a tight rope, yeah, yeah

I ain't selfish, I found out you gotta watch yo own back
And I had to let certain shit go, I don't belong in all of that
Nobody just gone drop and stop what they was doing 'cause you mad
I got 99 problems but I need 100 racks

And yea see what you've never known, I'm kinda a lost soul
You see I'm the golden child, but even glitter ain't gold
I been out here on this road before
I know all of the ropes fasho
He really hatin' on the low
He hate you but just play it close

He hate you but just play it smooth
I don't know what I did to you
And now she wanna suck me up
I used to be invisible
And I'm in the lobby
Waiting on her to copy
This lil bitch so sloppy
I got rocket
You can gone and watch me
Just don't watch my pockets

These bitches can't get the time of day
Can't be late, gotta make a play
Interstate, entering other states
In the way, drippin' like a lake
Sorry not sorry, she just wanna top me
She just like my body
She a hotty shotty
Ima hot shot, so I got her

They say ima prophet
I just want the profits
Why that money keep callin' me?
Just gotta dial it
I'm with foxy roxy
My pulady body shawty
She say we gone be forever?
I say I don't know like probably

Dukes told me to go to college
I said college is for scholars
I mean college ain't no option
We just gotta get it poppin'
I love her but we fell out
Always run yo damn mouth
Tellin' all yo friends I did you wrong and I don't care about you

But you don't tell yo friends that you be asking for my whereabouts
Callin' me late at night, telling you want me to wear it out
But I don't want to fuck just want a lil top (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck it's going down just like I'm lil Joc (Yeah, yeah)

All I ever had was myself
Luckily she love me but that don't always help
But that don't always help (Real)
Luckily she love me but that don't always help
Worse comes to worse
Pain away, put this up for a rainy day
But we been through harder days
Fuck them niggas we just call 'em fake

I know these niggas mad cause I came in the game and took niggas spots
I know I gotta watch my back 'cause all these niggas do is plot
Ima be on top nigga I don't give a fuck or not



Credits
Writer(s): Iziah Brown
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