Текст песни 24 - Streal

(Bring that back Reg)

(Oh, Jo hit this one)

There been to many times I been stuck on my own, and some n***** just left me to rot
So I′m not trusting them n*****
I'll stay with a Glock, in case there′s a couple of shots
All of the work that I put in it gotta mean something
My pockets need four of them knots
They'll be like,"how did you make it?"
"You was a lame, and I honestly thought you would stop"
And I'll be like, "yeah that surprised you"
"Back then there′s no telling what I′d do"
"But I'm thanking God for the right moves"
"So fuck you because you thought I′d lose"
They stay laughing like Streal you so funny
I really amuse em' at least they are honest
Shit not ah joke, and I′m not the joker
But I can turn to a villain I promise

Man on God I don't wanna leave
Glock is on the seat I′m about it
To the bag, want the blue-strips
Took off so quick like I'm Sonic
Them .223 bullets ah hit you so clean
I just want some green
I swear I'ma beast
I′m taking my team we′ll fly overseas
Who knew I'd get rich off dropping this heat?
On my side it′s so dark that you won't see Oh, nah
When I′m so high that I can't breathe yeah it help me on God
These niggas be faking
We leave that boy on the pavement
It′s bust down the Rollie I swear it's not stainless
Only one person because God I'll make it

So watch how we come out here
Fuck shit we won′t tolerate it
When we go off on them
There ain′t no retaliation
So watch how we come out here
Fuck shit we won't tolerate it
When we go off on them
There ain′t no retaliation

I gotta thank God for all of the shit that he did
Cause if it wasn't for him
I′d honestly prolly just be, laying here dead
A nigga just keeping it real
But I'm with the gang we turn up wherever we is
All that tucking and running ain′t going
We pull up believe that we taking yo shit
You can tell by my wrist that it's snowing
My shooters come drippy we sinking yo ships
And we carry Blicky's they sticky
They glued to us, they ain′t leaving our hips
It′s hard to show love to some people but I gotta do it I cannot resist
And that been my homie since day one if Opps try to catch em
I'm pleading the fifth

It′s time for a change so you n***** can't come
Bout time I got yo attention
She pop ah Perc′ she gone and she feel nun
Fuck talking you don't got the answers
The way I feel makes me wanna come kill y′all
Like ah game I'll run up the kill shots
Hate me while I'm sippin′ this red rum
You′ll be hurt when you witness the take off
Man on God I don't wanna leave
Glock is on the seat I′m about it
To the bag, want the blue-strips
Took off so quick like I'm Sonic
Them .223 bullets ah hit you so clean
I just want some green
I swear I′ma beast
I'm taking my team we′ll fly overseas
Who knew I'd get rich off dropping this heat?
On my side it's so dark
That you won′t see Oh, nah
When I′m so high that I can't breathe yeah it help me on God
These niggas be faking
We leave that boy on the pavement
It′s bust down the Rollie I swear it's not stainless
Only one person because God I′ll make it

There been to many times I been stuck on my own, and some n***** just left me to rot
So I'm not trusting them n*****
I′ll stay with a Glock, in case there's a couple of shots
All of the work that I put in it gotta mean something
My pockets need four of them knots
They'll be like, "how did you make it?"
"You was a lame and I honestly thought you would stop"