Send Em'

Packs
Send Em'
Ops
Send Em'
Shots
Send Em'
Spot em'
Hit em'
Do em dirty
Split em'
Glocks
Hittin'
Choppas
Hittin'
I'm wit it
I'm livin'
Packs
Send Em'
Ops
Send Em'
Shots
Send Em'
Spot em'
Hit em'
Do em dirty
Split em'
Glocks
Hittin'
Choppas
Hittin'
I'm wit it
I'm livin'

Look
If you survive a summer night in my city
That's a accomplishment
War time stunting like you wit you end up gettin sent
Real shit I'm not the one you wanna go against
City lookin cloudy errbody got bone to pick
Demons creepin', get the drop blooze ya whole click
Stolie cuttin corners wit the wind nobody noticed them
Growing up I lost real homies I'll never see again
Got some dead ones in my pocket that ease the pain a bit
Friends turn to enemies
I see shit from a mile away dawg
Can't do a thing or say a word to save y'all
These niggas hoes ion know who raised y'all
La Red got me had to give her my heart I give it my all
Everything ain't my fault
Loyalty must be inside you it can't be taught
Don't switch up on me at all we made it too far
All the lies small talk I can't fall for
Moving different gotta do it for my daughter
Why you speaking on a gun and ain't got one?
That savage shit ain't even part of yo persona
Every summer, we hanging out the Honda
Hot burners, We call em seat warmers
Ready for drama and karma
One man army
Straight carnage
Yeah
Straight slaughter

Packs
Send Em'
Ops
Send Em'
Shots
Send Em'
Spot em'
Hit em'
Do em dirty
Split em'
Glocks
Hittin'
Choppas
Hittin'
I'm wit it
I'm livin'Packs
Send Em'
Ops
Send Em'
Shots
Send Em'
Spot em'
Hit em'
Do em dirty
Split em'
Glocks
Hittin'
Choppas
Hittin'
I'm wit it
I'm livin'



Credits
Writer(s): Samate Moore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link