Lyrics PAIN - BLOODIE

Grrr
Ahh
(Kezii)
Grrr
Look, look, look
O's up
Look
(All due respect
You got no fuckin' idea what it's like to be Number One
Every decision you make
Affects every facet of every other fuckin' thing)
He gon act like he don't know my bop
Like, bro I'll soon be the one that's on top
Like, bro I used to get all the rocks
Bag em, I used to put him on that block
If you wanna be down, put cracks in his socks
If she wanna be down, she gotta tote on this knock
Everyday bro, some new nigga shot
Everyday I gotta ride with my chop
Everyday bro, some new nigga dead
Thinkin bout Dot, boy that shit get me red
Why the fuck would you leave me on read?
Bro I wish you would've called me instead
Bro I'd have pull up and
Like, bro I'd have pulled up and knocked off a head
Bro, for you bro was aimin for dreads
Bro, for you boy I'd have went to the feds
Huggin your moms while I laid you to rest
On this block it could never be rec
Ask what I jack, I could never be deaf
Feelin wild tough so I got me this vest
Like over east, tryna empty the
Over east tryna empty the tec
I done stepped till I had no breath
I done stepped till it was nun left
I ain't gon lie, boys ran in my crib
I did bad, ion even know what I did
I forgot I went live with the grip
I think one of mans went
I think one of my mans went bitch
I think one of my bros had snitched
I think bro ain't wanna do him no bid
But fuck it lil bitch but it is what it is
Grah
Like, look
Boy is he gon slide?
Is he really gon pull up and ride?
Put everything that he got on the line?
Call up a vibe, make em set up a line
Thinkin bout bro got me losin my mind
Boy I wish I could bring back time
Bro I really be missin my slimes, like
He gon act like he don't know my bop
Like, bro I'll soon be the one that's on top
Like, bro I used to get all the rocks
Bag em, I used to put him on that block
If you wanna be down, put cracks in his socks
If she wanna be down, she gotta tote on this knock
Everyday bro, some new nigga shot
Everyday I gotta ride with my chop
Everyday bro, some new nigga dead
Thinkin bout Dot, boy that shit get me red
Why the fuck would you leave me on read?
Bro I wish you would've called me instead
Bro I'd have pull up and
Like, bro I'd have pulled up and knocked off a head
Bro, for you bro was aimin for dreads
Bro, for you boy I'd have went to the feds
Ahh Haa
Look
MB MB, look, look
Ahh Haa