[Intro]
[Hook: Big Lean]
I can't trust you
Cause you ain't trustworthy
Imma real Parma n***a
Ya heard me
n***as acting like
They dare for you
Other half's acting
Like they care for you
They wanna learn me
So they can hurt me
I've seen good n***as
Get dealt with dirty
If you need me
I'll be there sure
Cause i been there
I said it [?]
[Verse 1: Sick]
Is you down for me
Cause i'm down for you
Would you lie for me
Cause i would lie for you
And would you shoot for me
Cause i would shoot for you
Or would you stab me in the back
n***a tell the truth
Or would you snake me
Cause the OG told you to
Or would you f** my main b**h
If she wanted to
And if i gotta ask this question
Then it's f** you
And if i gotta ask this question
Then it's f** you
I don't even doubt him
Smile in my face
That fake love
From a triad
He's lucky i don't stab him
n***a up in his spot but the p**y up for ransom
General turned boss my younger bro a captain just freed up what the f** now he back in
Back on the block with the Gen there no macking
Si sectah da degrees beeble action
Si sectah da dagrees beeble action yeahh
[Hook]
[Verse 2 : Pewe]
Been here for years
Best believe, i ain't leavin'
They looking at me
Like i gotta have a better reason (i ain't gotta go!)
Well i'm breathin, eatin
They think i'm goin' throw away
My motherf**'n freedom
I look at my own dukes
And don't even know
What to tell her
Except you gotta be progressive
In this new era
Then she say be k**ed for not clever
Then i say i know then she say whatever
Walking down this alley way thinking when will it be for me to get put in a coffin
Eyes closed to hear people say RIP
Who really knows not you so please don't tell me sh** no matter what you say I still won't be the one to get convinced
In and out the trap so much I'm used to the f**ing stench
And its heeping out that's the only way I'm making sense only way hahhh the only way im making sense in my head??????
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[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ryda]
(badder badder)
The life in the battlefield The life of the sin
The life of the watching life of a Crip (Crip)
Life real grinding lose and you win
The world will try knock you down like a snuff to your chin
My gun blow like my b**h way over like the wind
I don't care no more my hearts cold like the bin
These n***as try and plead but all I do is grin
I'm tryna get rich for my hood they tryna show me how to live
But what can i do there is no f**s I give
My dad up and left i been wit my mom since
Tough lessons that we learn disrespect your getting rinsed
Keep up to the black whippin blast through the tints
Step back to the spot put your hands on the piss I'm tryna get rich but these dudes ain't sh**
Ya the boss mans trap the grand slam of the list bout the paper by any means any way i have to get it we the beast Don't Get Close
[Hook/Outro]