[Intro] It's concreatures Yeah I hear y'all niggas man I see that skeechy shit y'all niggas be on Don't think my eyes ain't peeled Ears ain't still to the streets I'm up on all that man Y'all niggas ain't slick man Can't pull no wool over my eyes I got you niggas all figured out
[Verse 1] I deal drugs, cause the money comes much quicker But I never wanted to be a drug dealer Giving sacks and satchels to the young critters Set a bad example for my little sister So I can't get mad when she don't listen Real life shit, no pulp fiction All white bricks, whole lot of dope dealing On the nightshift, bringing home dinner Left my gun at the crib, got my heart skipping It feel like one of my body parts missing Hitting runs with my kids in the car tripping When I'm ripping and running that's when I start drifting Forgetting, I could have easily had fallen victim And that would've been me lost in the system Trying to see the light, gotta be consistent In this concreature life, concreature living
[Hook] Now I don't know everything, but I know what not to do It's optional Cause I done sold everything, you can smoke, bump, pop and shoot Them Oxy's too It's money over everything, but it ??? just cock and shoot You got the juice Now I don't know everything, but I know what not to do It's optional
[Verse 2] I'm so thug I get the mask in 3A Niggas getting roped up then gagged in great taste He a fucking has-been and a cheapskate So we hit his stash for a half and three eighths Niggas talk about a bag never seen weight And he don't talk cash cause he can't You ain't never seen a half in a briefcase Or took a road trip trappin' in the Peach state From the Ole Miss on my way to PA Back to ???? Philadelphia's freeway In the '06 with a bitch from BK that I never hit Bitch on my dick, but she gay And I'm on tips, in West VA With my whole clique running get rich relays Nickname Bo, OT it's BJ Besides God, only thing I fear is D-E-A
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[Verse 3] Moved in next door, meet your neighbors We got it sold from Evergreen to Schaffer Drinking Rémy 'gnac sold with a chaser Mixing Henny with the Mo getting wasted With ??? girl, I post with green acres I been selling dope since a pre-teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager The scale broke, cut my finger with the razor Bled all over the dining room table A fiend died, got fried hooking up the cables Now it's a down power line on the pavement Hook outside, now the house getting raided Had to downsize and dock niggas' payments Now I hide inside and chop ninja ??? On the south side of the mall in the spaceship Getting daps and high-fives from the gangstersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
