The Wire (feat. Jdot Breezy)
Taivo
Hard
(Ayy, Woodz)
They tryna give my - life, - I just gave the lawyer ten
No pot to piss in, now I'm the -, a - playin' with them bands
I do it off the love, feel like my - life inside my hands
Can't let him sit, he called me from the jail, said, "Bro, I got a plan"
What they going for? Get three P's and send 'em to my mans
Just power up, don't never go back down, just thank me in advance
If I fall, you gotta catch my slack, the ball inside your hands
Just keep it street, don't talk to no police 'cause that'll get you blammed, uh
- show they - made, I can't really vibe with 'em
'Til the death, I'm six K, my Ku -, I ride with 'em
Screamin', "F- the other side" 'cause everybody can die with 'em
Pull up with that Hellcat and he gon' need a hospital
Big Glock, four-nick' with a dick'll make a gangster - tick-tock
I be with the -, I bang the stick and make his - lock
- get smashed on the 'gram tryna be Chris Rock
Hit him in his head with that fire and watch his - drop
Been on 'Wock for about a week now, still taste tris
She been eatin' - for about a week, bet the - still taste -
Them - ain't stepping on it good enough, they still taste fent'
Ain't gotta kill him, he might take a Perc' and die from the -
It go five, four, blitz, no, I ain't talking 'bout no hits
Gotta play it smooth, you know five-oh listen to my -
Bruh say he cool, he gon' sit, he want me to focus on this
And I know long as that - breathing, he gon' be a loafin' -
Okay, my head a gold trophy, get this token and you rich
My - still got cases open, we just hopin' they dismissed
Don't compare me to them -, I ain't that and they ain't this
Real evergreen baby, ask Chi Chi, Connie, and Slick
Don't think I'm slippin', but I'm mad 'cause them crackers took my stick
This year alone, I spent a bag and they keep takin' all my -
Number one on they list, I ain't braggin', -, I'm pissed
They mad a street - havin', feel like Boosie and Savage back in '06
This - I'm with, he don't miss (no)
Ayy, - the chance, we take the risk (take the risk)
Seen pots and pans make a brick, I seen my mans take his lick
Spent 'bout a band on this kit, two hundred for the extra clips
The pints cheap, we take a trip, the ice sweet, take a sip
I might be on a pill, might leave her on a film (Spike Lee)
Say he a ghost, you barely see him, he like me on the real
That's like Leek on a drill, ayy, what's the tab? I pay the bill
Wonder what God say when He hear - pray before they kill
Hard
(Ayy, Woodz)
They tryna give my - life, - I just gave the lawyer ten
No pot to piss in, now I'm the -, a - playin' with them bands
I do it off the love, feel like my - life inside my hands
Can't let him sit, he called me from the jail, said, "Bro, I got a plan"
What they going for? Get three P's and send 'em to my mans
Just power up, don't never go back down, just thank me in advance
If I fall, you gotta catch my slack, the ball inside your hands
Just keep it street, don't talk to no police 'cause that'll get you blammed, uh
- show they - made, I can't really vibe with 'em
'Til the death, I'm six K, my Ku -, I ride with 'em
Screamin', "F- the other side" 'cause everybody can die with 'em
Pull up with that Hellcat and he gon' need a hospital
Big Glock, four-nick' with a dick'll make a gangster - tick-tock
I be with the -, I bang the stick and make his - lock
- get smashed on the 'gram tryna be Chris Rock
Hit him in his head with that fire and watch his - drop
Been on 'Wock for about a week now, still taste tris
She been eatin' - for about a week, bet the - still taste -
Them - ain't stepping on it good enough, they still taste fent'
Ain't gotta kill him, he might take a Perc' and die from the -
It go five, four, blitz, no, I ain't talking 'bout no hits
Gotta play it smooth, you know five-oh listen to my -
Bruh say he cool, he gon' sit, he want me to focus on this
And I know long as that - breathing, he gon' be a loafin' -
Okay, my head a gold trophy, get this token and you rich
My - still got cases open, we just hopin' they dismissed
Don't compare me to them -, I ain't that and they ain't this
Real evergreen baby, ask Chi Chi, Connie, and Slick
Don't think I'm slippin', but I'm mad 'cause them crackers took my stick
This year alone, I spent a bag and they keep takin' all my -
Number one on they list, I ain't braggin', -, I'm pissed
They mad a street - havin', feel like Boosie and Savage back in '06
This - I'm with, he don't miss (no)
Ayy, - the chance, we take the risk (take the risk)
Seen pots and pans make a brick, I seen my mans take his lick
Spent 'bout a band on this kit, two hundred for the extra clips
The pints cheap, we take a trip, the ice sweet, take a sip
I might be on a pill, might leave her on a film (Spike Lee)
Say he a ghost, you barely see him, he like me on the real
That's like Leek on a drill, ayy, what's the tab? I pay the bill
Wonder what God say when He hear - pray before they kill
Credits
Writer(s): Janarious Wheeler, Daryl Woods, Jacourey Rivers, Hannes Heissmeyer
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