Lyrics

Smoking gas to ease the pain that still ain’t change shit,
I still get hoagies from the poppies I’m on the same shit,
They act like when it’s blood shed you post to stay the same,
niggas out here holding grudges over petty things,
bang bang one gun wound ah make his lane change,
the judge gave em life he just gave life to his main thing

Spint that boy block so many times look like a blade blade,
I ain’t going stop til I get paid like 8 ways,
beefing with the dog we ain’t even talked in like 8days,
kings killing kings niggas this triple K,
I be getting bread I ain’t thinking bout no payday,
the only way to show my boys love is thru jpay,
Brodie lied to me,
the same nigga ride fa me,
the same nigga slide for me,
put it on the line for me,
that just goes to show that even yo best man a cap to you,
caught my self a thousand times saying I gotta rap to you,
hate when a nigga show me love when he see me,
but when I’m not around he bring me down he talking greasy,
I keep it easy believability they need me,
they wann see me with out videos they wouldn’t see me,
we understood now I got em looking on they tv,
now I got em looking at they T V,
beat it up leave that girl dripping that’s a figi,
plug don’t give af what you say just get them drugs off,
when you loose yo homie to the streets that’s the thug cost,
I done lost some hommie to the streets that’s the thug lost,
cops done drop me off in the wrong hood them niggas playing foul,
new niggas new niggas they don’t make me proud,
he ain’t got the heart to do what it take let’s see if he stay a while,
she keep talking like she know the game let’s see if she make me smile,
headshot closing the case bet he ain’t faking now,
they still tryna work on his face that shit gon take a while,
pull ya card you not a ace we keep them duces round,
stuff the blue face in the safe it’s hard the move around,
I can tell you how a lost feel but I ain’t losing now,
soon as I take a sip of that tp it got me grooving now,
you could never question my loyalty I always hold it down,
I been thru the worst of some shit why would I fold up now,
you don’t want me to make that call them niggas coming round

Smoking gas to ease the pain that still ain’t change shit,
I still get hoagies from the poppies I’m on the same shit,
They act like when it’s blood shed you post to stay the same,
niggas out here holding grudges over petty things,
bang bang one gun wound ah make his lane change,
the judge gave em life he just gave life to his main thing