GS9

Yeah (yeah)
Uh, yee, yeah, mm
Hmm-mm-mm-mm (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 me cry
Had to move to the suburbs, I gotta see less slime
My pen Bobby, caught a 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 lies
When I was down to my last, you ain't stick around
Lookin' back, when you found 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, a stormy shower flyin' down
I told my youngens "Leave your phone when you're 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 lines go back to back, now they in Berlin
Get that coke on the tap and blend the heroin
NutriBullet, blendin' it up, and then we pressin' it
I been high the whole damn month, ain't answerin' messages
Heard that nigga cappin' on me but he irrelevant
I took his baby mum overseas, fucked her in Netherlands
All my niggas fuck with the trap, don't get embezzlement
(Got me screamin' "Take care", yeah)
Convinced she Heaven sent, yeah

Got me 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, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Check the beat too, it's do or die, yeah, yeah
Lili, you're Daddy's little angel, I can't break your heart
Your mother was my first love, not just my baby mum
And I watched all them niggas eat, and they ain't save me none
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 ratings, you lose a little time
You spend your life in the cage until you believe you'll fly
I knew this nigga was a wrongen, I done seen the signs
Yeah, just let the beat drop
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
This the shit that's on my mind though
See, I ain't even gotta lie though (yeah)

I got cocaine in the backseat, cocaine in the passy
Lyin' arse 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're confused when
I'm still trappin', I had to get active, caught a nigga up in traffic
I gave my nigga couple thousand, and he came back with a ratchet
From the trenches to the bando, all this pain that I can't manage

I looked my mother in the eye, said "I promise that I'll stop"
First check from -
First time I hit a lick, I swear I lost the prof'
I'ma teach my little nigga how to live and how to rob
Nittys, made them wait there, thousands by the same stairs
Dodgin' cells, I'm hittin' cells, 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)

My little nigga caught a bird, and he ain't lose his mind
You gain a lifetime of ratings, you lose a little time
You spend your life in the cage until you believe you'll fly
I knew this nigga was a wrongen, I done seen the signs
Yeah, just let the beat drop
Hmm-mm-mm-mm
This the shit that's on my mind though
See, I ain't even gotta lie though (yeah)

Uh, hmm-mm-mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Williams, Ricky Banton, Denis Berger
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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