Mighty Man

Bodies Land
Ain't nobody playing
Let 2 shots off and nobody ran
That's why his body laying
On the floor and now his mommy praying
Ain't nobody saying
Nun
They don't won't no smoke
It's obvious
Who it probably is
Uh
He think he a mighty man
He like "I Am"
On the block it might get frightening
They pistol fighting
If he miss you
They might try again
That pistol might dance
He just hit em in his left arm
And his right

Try that man
He gone take a chance
He gone tuck that heat off in his pants
He don't do no friends
He talk money all he speak is bands
He don't speak to them
Come correct or you won't speak again
He get to tweaking then
Uh
He gone let that Ruger pop
Let off two shots
All that talking
He don't do a lot
Cuz he been through a lot
Catch you slipping
He ain't tripping if you witcho crew or not
He a shoot yo homies too
And see whatchu gone do about it
Uh
If you try to run up
30 in his right hand
Turn that man into salami
Turn his chick into some ham
Acting like you finna fight
Its betta off if you just ran
Why you acting like a cop
He finna turn you into

Bodies Land
Ain't nobody playing
Let 2 shots off and nobody ran
That's why his body laying
On the floor and now his mommy praying
Ain't nobody saying
Nun
They don't won't no smoke
It's obvious
Who it prolly is

Bodies Land
Ain't nobody playing
Let 2 shots off and nobody ran
That's why his body laying
On the floor and now his mommy praying
Ain't nobody saying
Nun
They don't won't no smoke
It's obvious
Who it probably is
Uh
He think he a mighty man
He like "I Am"
On the block it might get frightening
They pistol fighting
If he miss you
They might try again
That pistol might dance
He just hit em in his left arm
And his right

Drop a location
Nigga gone and type it in
Gone and getcha boy
Don't know who been hyping him
Then my heart so cold
Nigga I been icing it
Nigga thinking that he hard
Nigga he gone die from it
Hit a nigga up and I got some stripes from it
My nigga got the pack I ask him what's the price for it
Oh hell naw
Nigga I can't wife a bitch
All about the change I'm tryna hit all types of licks

Folks walk through the cut
He up that
He know wassup
A car pull up
2 pistols
Popping out the front
Uh uh
He in the front
And now he leaned over and slumped
He was talking tough
And now he ain't talking at

Bodies Land
Ain't nobody playing
Let 2 shots off and nobody ran
That's why his body laying
On the floor and now his mommy praying
Ain't nobody saying
Nun
They don't won't no smoke
Its obvious
Who it probably is
Uh
He think he a mighty man
He like "I Am"
On the block it might get frightening
They pistol fighting
If he miss you
They might try again
That pistol might dance
He just hit em in his left arm
And his right

Naw I don't nobody personally that killed somebody
What you think I'm snitch nine