If It Comes to It

Dog I'm finna hit you with this gem
You can never let a nigga think you sweet or can be played with
That's both enemies and any of your friends
You think they loyal maybe so
then again maybe not
Cause most these niggas only loyal to their bread
That's the saddest of the facts you probably shouldn't get attached
You might have to shoot a nigga in the head
Don't hesitate to kill that nigga if it comes to it

Yo
I been that nigga
I ain't never had to prove no shit to y'all
I treat my mental like it's metal
See I'm quicker with the draw
I was born to be a rapper from the beginning
And my friend wanted the same but had a different upbringing
His unc was cooking crack like hollandaise
Double boiler on to turn the coke into a demi-glace
Me and them were not the same
I was living by the law for the most part
Save a few times I will not explain
We all had to find our way
I was in they room and making money of the madden game
My nigga's weed profit turned my profit
Thanks to New Orleans
I had yet to touch the stuff
Only just became a teen
His other friend he wanted in he was broke though
He leveraged friendship for consignment things
And that's where he fucked up
He was smoking off the pack and didn't sell enough to pay
My nigga's uncle pulled a gun on him next time he came
Looked at me then at my friend
Then this what that nigga said

Dog I'm finna hit you with this gem
You can never let a nigga think you sweet or can be played with
That's both enemies and any of your friends
You think they loyal maybe so then again maybe not
Cause most these niggas only loyal to their bread
That's the saddest of the facts you probably shouldn't get attached
You might have to shoot a nigga in the head
Don't hesitate to kill that nigga if it comes to it

I won't hesitate my gun like a toddler
It like to talk a lot
Hate when niggas talk all tough
But they like to call the cops
If she fucked three of your brothers
That's what I call a thot
My father left when I was a kid so I never called him pops
I'm from where grannies going to church and they talk to God
And adolescent boys putting dick in they daughter's box
Just to take a bath microwave till the water hot
Look, now I'm a boss to my niggas cause I call the shots
I'm from where these niggas heal from pain through a liquor bottle
Uh, single mothers that gotta live with sorrow
With no certainty that they sons gon' live tomorrow
Stray bullets fly through the hood and they get hit with hollows
I'm just tryna chill but they wanna bring me the beef
Just watch how you running up niggas keep a gun in they reach
Head shot, she in a pool full of blood up in the street
Say it's a cold world so I covered her with a sheet

Dog I'm finna hit you with this gem
You can never let a nigga think you sweet or can be played with
That's both enemies and any of your friends
You think they loyal maybe so then again maybe not
Cause most these niggas only loyal to their bread
That's the saddest of the facts you probably shouldn't get attached
You might have to shoot a nigga in the head
Don't hesitate to kill that nigga if it comes to it

I'm rolling Mary in bibles
You niggas is looking scary
The way we lit the whip up
I thought we was smoking Camry's
Yo this basehead lick be sniffing dope with a xanny
It's good then she say that boy mine like Brandy
I'm hand-to-handing sales to your grandma she in her panties
I always give her extra I feel like she understands me
I'm breaking off a beta
My product can break off families
I have em selling food stamps then food out they pantries
I'm hurricane wrist with this mix my shit Sandy
My shrimps out the water my butter looking like scampis
Shot him out his bomber then grabbed a bomber from Campy's
My flow so dope yo people can really stamp me
Viewed em at the visual vigil I'm vigilante
Shooting up the village my city is Pakistani
Yo the way we selling bundles you swear we was selling candy
Yo yo yo yo your shit candy

Dog I'm finna hit you with this gem
You can never let a nigga think you sweet or can be played with
That's both enemies and any of your friends
You think they loyal maybe so then again, maybe not
Cause most these niggas only loyal to their bread
That's the saddest of the facts you probably shouldn't get attached
You might have to shoot a nigga in the head
Don't hesitate to kill that nigga if it comes to it



Credits
Writer(s): Marche Black, Tristan Geddes
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