[Intro: Dave East & DJ Holiday] There's a power of pressure Dave Tomorrow ain't promised Holiday season, it's Karma 2 nigga, ain't no going back I lost Malik at 29, Mugga at 22 From Harlem to Atlanta, fuck you talking 'bout Just happy to be here
[Pre-Chorus: Dave East & DJ Holiday] Killed freaky, I was traumatized Still that nigga in my momma's eyes (they gon' feel this shit) Try to see a nigga momma cry All this money, don't matter when your homies is dying (oh they gon' feel this shit) Ain't trying to be a homicide Trying to see a nigga momma I don't trust a soul Trying to see ya lil momma cry (let's go)
[Chorus: Dave East] They killed Freaky, I was traumatized, still that nigga in my momma's eyes Try to see a nigga momma cry, I ain't trying to be a homicide I got a daughter plus a little brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Bitch told me stop buying guns, niggas dying fuck you think I need 'em for
[Verse 1: Dave East] Blue and whites, flashing lights, I ain't going back fuck you think I'm speeding for I got homies I don't see at all, best friends I can't even call I ain't laughing ain't nothing funny, if you talking money shit I need it all My youngin' died and I need my dog Devil on me, try to keep him off Mood swings, I got mood swings Move wrong and this tool sing Shooter came up on that new thing I could hold it with a shoestring They put my youngin' on the news, looking for a Xan I got the blues We was in there robbing niggas Locs Take him out his coat, I got his shoes I go to prison, I ain't coming home We on a mission, niggas running home My youngin' airing shit for free He ain't want the money, stashed a couple hundred for him He'll do it for a Rollie, take him to my jeweler, know I'm a flood it for him My vision is blurry, I just hope that I get to see thirty I pray for another morning Wake up with your bitch, she got nothing on I still wanna kill Freaky's killer I'm in my feelings, I won't speak to niggas My homies dying I'ma need a minute Broad daylight, if forever running to 'em, I won't even see the witness Blowed out on a Sunday, I'm high on the Oneway and I don't even see the speeding limit Pac prolly had the same feelin', Biggie prolly had the same feelin' Alot of sucker shit I ain't feelin', I'm blowing sour out the Range ceilin' Niggas really got me hot, catch him in the drop, trying to leave his brains in it We never shaky and we ain't timid, ya momma lobby, I be waiting in it
[Chorus: Dave East] They killed Mugga, I was traumatized, still that nigga in my momma's eyes Tryna see a nigga momma cry, I ain't trying to be a homicide Got a daughter plus a little brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Bitch told me stop buying guns, niggas dying fuck you think I need 'em for They killed Freaky, I was traumatized, still that nigga in my momma's eyes Tryna see a nigga momma cry, I ain't trying to be a homicide Got a daughter plus a little brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Hot pistol on my side warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
[Verse 2: Kiing Shooter] They killed Ruger, bitch it's time to slide All my niggas know it's homicide Catch 'em lacking and they gotta die I'm sending niggas to apologize I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, nigga you an opp too Catch a nigga by they self, or they with they fam, fuck it they get shot too Ni-niggas know how I rock nigga Thirty shots in this Glock nigga I ain't scared to bend blocks nigga Send shots while the cops with 'em I been hype my whole life, dodging blue and white 'cause I don't box niggas Niggas talkin' like they tough til I pulled up and niggas called the cops on me Either you scared or pussy, but niggas know I ain't no rookie I've been in the field since they called me Chill, nigga that's word to Tookie Beat cases, I've been on my bully I'm strapped, I stay with the fully On edge, I dare you to push me, scared, we know that they pussies They killed Hardy, bitch it's time to slide All my niggas know it's homicide Catch 'em lacking and they gotta die I'm sending niggas to apologize I don't care if we was cool or we went to school, nigga you an op too Catch a nigga by they self, or they with they fam, fuck it they get shot too
[Chorus: Dave East] They killed Mugga, I was traumatized, still that nigga in my momma's eyes Tryna see a nigga momma cry, I ain't trying to be a homicide Got a daughter plus a little brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Bitch told me stop buying guns, niggas dying, fuck you think I need 'em for They kill freaky, I was traumatized, still that nigga in my momma's eyes Tryna see a nigga momma cry, I ain't trying to be a homicide Got a daughter plus a little brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Hot pistol on my side warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on
[Outro] Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on Warming up the ride, feeling like the heater on Bang, bang, bang, bangTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
