paroles de chanson Undercover - Robec

They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking
They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking

Young boy in charge, 309 on the map
And I come from the city where muhfuckas blast
I ain't talking guns, but them Boys still be popping
Lil love on the block man you Know he ain't stopping
Almost caught a case, but I swear I was lucky
The cops they pulled up, said they couldn't do nothing
I almost got dropped when them muhfuckas stomping
I was throwing up signs, man You know I ain't bluffing
And I still made mistakes, but Now I'm lookin up
I done made it to college so I can be something
And they steady be hating these Muthafuckas huffing
If you riding my dick you can Muthafuckin suck it
And I still made mistakes, but Now I'm lookin up
I done made it to college so I can be something
And they steady be hating these Muthafuckas huffing
If you riding my dick you can Muthafuckin suck it

They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking
They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking

What do you rep what is your set
I don't even bang or make any threats
They be talking out of their breath
Careful lil nigga or you will see death
I came undercover and did not break a sweat
These niggas be mad don't talk out your breath
Clinging to me like a addict want meth
And now hypnotized they do what I said
Where them boys who said they were killers
Where the snitches be pointing they fingers
They just be cutting their boys with no scissors
They tried to get back you was out of the picture
Gold winner rapper you're under with silver
Ain't no comparison look in the mirror
You are the fish and I am the fisher
I'm way more developed there is a big differ nigga

They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking
They steady be talking I don't wanna listen
Big homie got bodies ain't talking bout pitching
I used to be broke with my back to the fences
Now I'm throwing up 100s you Know I be flexing
They was selling them drugs and my homie was hitting
He a father too young but his daughter ain't missing
I do this for Jo, and for Tobi, and Z
They my people for life even if We ain't speaking

I have been on and off I know
Stop telling me this and telling me that
I'm sick of these niggas been catching a cold
The way I be drilling will make y'all mad
These old niggas getting to old
Feels like I'm speaking to eras and eras of dads
An era to pass we out making moves
Your time is now up so don't go out sad
They foolish to think I'm another hood figure ski mask all black and another born killer
Black on black crime on a day to day basis ruckus was right we still some niggas
Out of control when they finally get famous too cocky cause money gone say they a winner
It's more than they think when you come out the ground we not even there we're still a beginner
They don't be catching what Floats in the river
Cold through suspense it can Make a man shiver
Feel like a stark where I go will Be winter
Death by the cold an end so bitter
Switching it up but I ain't Moving back
Fuck all the ones who gone say I Am whack
Fuck all the ones who was me With to act
Faker than ever this shit not Intact
Wait
Look
Big rings big wins
Ima shove it in they face let the Brightness in the plaque make Them senile it will make them Go blind
Fuck it no turning back now
I came up working on the shit I Do and no bitch fuck nigga gone take it from me
Life declined
Whatever you got is now mine
Check your surroundings and Check from behind
Cause the shit I be saying is no where defined
It'll catch up on you and break Your own mind
Read where you At and read all the signs
We could of been chilling with God drinking some beverages That lifts up every body and soul
You sold yourself short and now We to suffer we could've been Great but you had one goal