Lyrics Noah and David - Styles P

Noah Styles
David Styles
Whole lotta Styles, yeah
Enough of the pain, let the joy come
Play with the killers, but I never had a toy gun
Bad situation, yeah, I never could avoid one
Tryna get the drop, lick the shot before the boys come
Nowadays, I get the drop, then the roof's off
Middle-aged nigga but you know I got the new sauce
Gimme 43rd street, I can knock the deuce off
Gimme 33rd street, I can knock the fourth off
Pull up in the two door, pull up in the four door
Pull up in the drop necks, I'm just tryna score more
Started with nothin', nigga, now I'm on the scoreboard
No tellin' what you find if you liftin' up the floorboards
Dancin' with the devil, what you callin' on the Lord for?
Hit you wit' the .44, hit you wit' the sawed off
Hit you wit' that lover's love, know I keep it raw, dawg
Probably gettin' blitzed at The Ritz or The Waldorf
Ghost, nigga
I just wanna smoke, nigga
I'm about peace but I fuck around and choke niggas
Ghost nigga (Choke niggas)
I be wit' the woke niggas
I be gettin' money 'cause I do it for the broke niggas
Uzi under the pillow, couple joints in the air
You cheatin' on the streets, well, that's a gangster affair
You ever seen me, well, that's a gangster with flare
That's a gangster aware, he knows he's a gentleman
Gremlin colored Porsche, I throw an eighth in the air
Then a half a zip, then a whole zip, then another zip
All I know is pack this luggage up, make another trip
All I know is save this money up, make another flip
All I know is pay the IRS, duck the government
Get your wave right or a grave site
You came from the ground, my nigga, that wasn't paved right
You just want a chain, my nigga, you think it's slave like
Me, I want a chain of stores, I get my lane right
G shit, ET shit, know I get shit
I be on a trip with the set, you just set trip
I'ma make a promise my nigga, you know I wet shit