Stay Over There

Conversation with God, pray I make it out the slums
Granny fell apart when they gave her baby dub
I just fell out with my nigga
Tried to play me for some crumbs
Death before dishonory, for real is fake as fuck
Half a eight in the cup, fell asleep on the gwala
It get murky in these waters, blood be wit piranhas
And we dont do the drive bys
We on feet wit the llama
Pick him off, drop the yicki off
And meet at my mommas
They say the vehicle description was a purple Impala
My lil nigga eatin, he just murder for commas
And Hi-Points is for dorks
You couldnt learn it in college
Understand how I live
When niggas squirt up ya cottage
We servin the cotics
It killed me when they murdered my patna
Dirt on the yoppa
You know we put in work wit the yoppa
Im nervous around you
They say you on that work lil patna
I aint seen it, but I heard somethin bout it
Stay over there lil patna, uh, uh
And we was only tryna make a way yeah
They say the good die young, the good die young
Im tryin to go another way yeah hey
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way yeah
But where I come from all we do it take yeah, uh
And we was only trying to make a way yeah
Conversation with the Devil
Told the boy Im a rebel
Told the boy its whatever
Made it outta that shit, hoe nigga Im clever
And we gon see how quick a bitch fold
We wont let up
Let that bitch Nina Ross gon kiss em
I only got six shots left, I wont miss em
Give a fuck if your bitch riding
She get popped with em
Nah, we dont give no fucks, not even a little
Catch em at the light, camera face , how I did em
Plug just hit my phone, A-Boogie how I get em
You know right or wrong, lil nigga
Im sliding with em, lil nigga
The fire with em, lil nigga
We tryna end them lil niggas
And we was only tryna make a way yeah
They say the good die young, the good die young
Im tryin to go another way yeah ayy
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way yeah
But where I come from all we do it take yeah, uh
And we was only trying to make a way yeah
I aint looking for no nigga, cause Im scraping
By the time they started showing love
I realized it was fake
Will I ever catch a break
I bet its never what they say
My block been mighty hot
I think the Devil on his way
Glock .40, 30 shots, I brought a seval for a snake
Know nothing bout no murder
Dont know shit about your case
Its death before dishonor
With them burners to my face
Im out here sliding with no lungs
Throwing pistols in the lake
They told me make a way
I loaded clips and bitch I baked a cake
Aint no turtle beat no rabbit in no street race
See, I might leave you with your life
But Im gone take the safe
And motherfuck a finish line
We aint got no brakes
And we was only tryna make a way yeah
They say the good die young, the good die young
Im tryin to go another way yeah ayy
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way yeah
But where I come from all we do it take yeah, uh
And we was only trying to make a way yeah yeah