G-Shit

About that action
When you see me
Aint no truces
These bullets
Lethal
If I throw them
Leaving bruises
We shut the block down
Get to sweeping with
Them broomsticks
Say you active
When you see me
You ain't do shit

About that action
When you see me
Aint no truces
These bullets
Lethal
If I throw them
Leaving bruises
We shut the block down
Get to sweeping with
Them broomsticks
Say you active
When you see me
You ain't do shit

God I keep him first
Accomplishments and
Achieving my goals
Frustrated hella mad
Stayed down
And set me some goals
Circle got smaller
Cut off niggas
Who like to be broke
I ain't got no brody for yo bf
Who trynna get poked
Broke as intensions
What you on
Then let it be known
I don't want no friend's
Just da bands
My heart is so cold
Married to game
Said I do
Yea I already chose
Think u gone touch a hair
On my head
No Not even close
Not enough
Money for a bed
Made pallets
On the flo
Brother said get you
Sum bread
When u got it
Get some more
I just want commas
On commas
Income residual
If money's the priority
Brody Then you ain't
Really liven folks
I can be Robbin niggas
Used to be kicking does
Wanting my enemies
When I see them
Even the score
But I'm too busy
With this chicken
At this buffet
Beating up that road
Down on my dick
Kick flipped
Because a nigga
Couldn't be broke

About that action
When you see me
Aint no truces
These bullets
Lethal
If I throw them
Leaving bruises
We shut the block down
Get to sweeping with
Them broom sticks
Say you active
When you see me
You ain't do shit

About that action
When you see me
Aint no truces
these bullets
Lethal
If I throw them
Leaving bruises
We shut the block down
Get to sweeping with
Them broom sticks
Say you active
When you see me
You ain't do shit

Rip to Jose
Changed my name
To Jose
I'm back to my old ways
I'm thugging in them hallways
Medicated off of hella dope
So I don't feel pain
Sliding through ya section
With a draeko on a shoe string
Playing with this Ouija board
Cooking up a recipe
To bring jose back and have him
Standing right next too me
Running up a bag
Chasen chicken
How it's supposed to be
I don't fuck with you
You can never get close to me
Bae ain't got no money
What the fuck
We supposed to talk about
Dope and hella guns
That exactly what we talk about
Money ova everybody
Goofy niggas know wassup
Gleico on my waste line
To keep my Balmain's up
Nina baby tell them that diablo
Ain't dead yet
You pussies got lucky
Ain't nobody even scared yet
I'll do 100 years to take
The pain from your moms
I'll gladly give my life
To put you back in her arm
Jose



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Writer(s): Anthony Amos
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