Hostage
Told 'em Im a real nigga only Monday through Sunday
I told 'em you ain't breathing if you ain't getting no money
So I made myself a boss head huncho tatted on my Tommy
I'm committed Im gone get it if I see it and I want it
Demons under my bed and skeletons in my closet
I keep 'em hostage release 'em when niggas get outta pocket
I don't play about some money and damn well not bout my body
I'm familiar with the violence we be takin them for hostage
We taking y'all for hostage
That go for anybody
We step on anybody we don't fuck wit nobody
Niggas watching me in clubs it's alright I'm on your body
Turn his ass into a pilot on a motherfucking rocket
My mama house don't feel the same ever since Willie gone
He can't even pick up the phone
All my life and now he gone
I done been through rain and it really turnt my heart to stone
But I can't keep holding on cause this life go on and on
Tryna beat the odds gotta stay cautious streets got me heartless
K.Jones turnt hiself into HeadHuncho now I'm bossing it
Move around on that flawless shit
Never hang around gossiping
Won't leave ms April out of it
Try shit we taking Hostages
Told 'em I'm a real nigga only Monday through Sunday
I told 'em you ain't breathing if you ain't getting no money
So I made myself a boss head huncho tatted on my Tommy
I'm committed Im gone get it if I see it and I want it
Demons under my bed and skeletons in my closet
I keep 'em hostage release 'em when niggas get outta pocket
I don't play about some money and damn well not bout my body
I'm familiar with the violence we be takin them for hostage
Oh they be hating O
Crome give him halos
He gone think he safe O
We aim from the face to down below
We take them for Hostage they can't find em
Don't nobody know
We was outchea chasin money
These niggas start acting funny
LLK forever rip to my nigga Kiyounie
These niggas be broke and bummy
Hostages disguised as homies
Better keep yo head steadily spinning
If you stop then they coming
God put me into hell
So I made friends with the shooters and junkies
I'm a hard body life left my heart growling
Nigga open this door and let my skeletons out the closet
I got extra plenty knowledge
Ain't shit fucking dumb about me
Bitch I hang with wolves we turn these sheep niggas into hostage
I told 'em you ain't breathing if you ain't getting no money
So I made myself a boss head huncho tatted on my Tommy
I'm committed Im gone get it if I see it and I want it
Demons under my bed and skeletons in my closet
I keep 'em hostage release 'em when niggas get outta pocket
I don't play about some money and damn well not bout my body
I'm familiar with the violence we be takin them for hostage
We taking y'all for hostage
That go for anybody
We step on anybody we don't fuck wit nobody
Niggas watching me in clubs it's alright I'm on your body
Turn his ass into a pilot on a motherfucking rocket
My mama house don't feel the same ever since Willie gone
He can't even pick up the phone
All my life and now he gone
I done been through rain and it really turnt my heart to stone
But I can't keep holding on cause this life go on and on
Tryna beat the odds gotta stay cautious streets got me heartless
K.Jones turnt hiself into HeadHuncho now I'm bossing it
Move around on that flawless shit
Never hang around gossiping
Won't leave ms April out of it
Try shit we taking Hostages
Told 'em I'm a real nigga only Monday through Sunday
I told 'em you ain't breathing if you ain't getting no money
So I made myself a boss head huncho tatted on my Tommy
I'm committed Im gone get it if I see it and I want it
Demons under my bed and skeletons in my closet
I keep 'em hostage release 'em when niggas get outta pocket
I don't play about some money and damn well not bout my body
I'm familiar with the violence we be takin them for hostage
Oh they be hating O
Crome give him halos
He gone think he safe O
We aim from the face to down below
We take them for Hostage they can't find em
Don't nobody know
We was outchea chasin money
These niggas start acting funny
LLK forever rip to my nigga Kiyounie
These niggas be broke and bummy
Hostages disguised as homies
Better keep yo head steadily spinning
If you stop then they coming
God put me into hell
So I made friends with the shooters and junkies
I'm a hard body life left my heart growling
Nigga open this door and let my skeletons out the closet
I got extra plenty knowledge
Ain't shit fucking dumb about me
Bitch I hang with wolves we turn these sheep niggas into hostage
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Writer(s): Kwamaine Jones
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