Du U (pt 1)

Du you niggas hate on me and I see why
I handle B I and keep it buzzing like a beehive
If they aint never told you Im a soldier nigga G I
The only way to get through these bars is on a V I
Im a known felon niggas telling you a C I
Been going bad since shoulder pads and them knee highs
Got it it was always in my jeans no Levis
You could go along for this ride Yee Haa

I got that spark who needed a light
Im trying eat Ima get me a bite
Believing in me you believing the hype
Walking by faith not by my sight
Everything wrong they making it right
Fuck what you say you can say what you like
Gone with the wind like a thief in the night
Kill them today like Im leaving tonight
This is a hit without squeezing the pipe
Sharp as a blade you gonna need you a knife
Came from the gutter I need me a strike
Fuck can they say when I leave with the mic
Air it I clear it and leave it to christ
Who got that cake Im gonna need me a slice
You talking them numbers then shoot me a price
Roll til I hit Ima leave with the dice
Cold as my city Im really on ice
Nigga Im up you sleeping at night
Get fucked in this bitch I dont cheat on my wife
You fuck up your bitch you just beat on your wife
Pick out the season Ill give you a spice
This is really my life im still and my lane
Make it look good I stomach the pain
Deal with it nigga it come with the game
Im actually lit should be walking in flames
Everyone shoot not all of them aim
I knew I was different when all of them changed
Play on that track dont get hit by the train

Du you niggas hate on me and I see why
I handle B I and keep it buzzing like a beehive
If they aint never told you Im a soldier nigga G I
The only way to get through these bars is on a V I
Im a known felon niggas telling you a C I
Been going bad since shoulder pads and them knee highs
Got it it was always in my jeans no Levis
You could go along for this ride Yee Haa

Cant go if it aint my time
I aint gonna blow if it aint that lime
We live in the dark who taking my shine
I make It I grind Im taking my time
The harder the beat the realer the rhythm
Your future is your pass ahead of my time
Do what you want its the will of the mind
If I had your back you be feeling my spine
Just give me the rock Im gonna kill them labron
Back on these streets like I did me a dime
Im bout to blow yo give me the bomb
Lord give me a sign or show me the way
Kept to myself Im alone when I pray
Came with a bag oh Im coming to stay
Looking for me you the one in the way
Life aint a game I aint coming to play
They know what it is it aint nothing to say
Spit proper this chopper should come with a K
Going at niggas thats coming for me
Hot as that shell that will fuck up your day
52 shades aint none of it gray
Stuck in the wilderness all of us pray
Ew kill or be killed or hate on the fact that he keeping it real
Paying them back put that on the bill
Niggas is wack you lackin your skills
Come in to work you aint packing your drill
Still in the gutter I know how it feel
You dont eat pork you know how to squeal
He got the drive Im the one at the wheel
My daughter she died Im the one that they killed
Eat off the grass just dont come on my field

Du you niggas hate on me and I see why
I handle B I and keep it buzzing like a beehive
If they aint never told you Im a soldier nigga G I
The only way to get through these bars is on a V I
Im a known felon niggas telling you a C I
Been going bad since shoulder pads and them knee highs
Got it it was always in my jeans no Levis
You could go along for this ride Yee Haa



Credits
Writer(s): Horra Yung
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