The Maven Boys - Lil n***a Snupe lyrics

[Intro] R.I.P to my lil' n***a Snupe [Verse 1] Yeah, we the realest n***as in this sh** Pulling live out of Philly Young n***a love popping bad b**hes and wheelies And I'm talking all this money, now these n***as can't feel me Money long, team strong so these n***as can't k** me, ah I get a rush from this lifestyle, solid gold presidential with the ice dial When the chasers in the building turn the lights down Cause every single n***a with me gon' be iced out Block party, living life wild I go to court for probation and looking like trial The DA told me she want a n***a but right now I'm living better than ever, I'm thinkin' like "how?" Is it the money? Is it the cars? Is it the way a n***a living that took me this far? But still they want me with the sins and give me them bars They lock a n***a in the dark I still look like a star I shine, I grind harder, I'm working my mind smarter I take care of my grandmama, mama, my ma's daughter They telling me I ain't sh**, I made it for my father I just hope you pray for me, matter fact sing for me [Hook] Lil' Snupe... They k**ed my lil n***a Snupe, my lil n***a was the truth And all he wanted was a coupe, all he wanted was a coupe So what's a n***a 'sposed to do? Tell 'em put the guns down or tell lil n***a shoot? Cause they'll do the same to me, do the same sh** to you And all these n***as in my roof, that's why I got a bulletproof [Verse 2] As I'm rolling through my city, n***a, all I see is murder Ain't nobody seen it but sh** everybody heard it And ain't nobody hiring so everybody serving And all this gunfire and sh** everybody murkin, better get a strap Young n***as selling caine just to get it back And they busting out them racks till they sitting back And if a n***a hit my homie, we gon' hit him back And if you send him over here, know we gon' send him back My flow iller, I came up from dope dealing I been sayin' I'd make it, they telling me no n***a these voices all in my head just telling me go get it I came up on four wheelers Bananas and gorillas through the jungle Where k**ers rumble and everyone perishing Realest n***a in it no comparison And they got the nerve to tell me I'm arrogant But what the f**, I'm young black, I made it in America So I'mma ball harder than the ma'f**ing Carter's Beyoncé and Shawn, arm blue'er than their daughter Maneuver through the water like a shark that's on a dolphin n***a darker, in a coffin devils on him, get em off him I can look at your homies and tell you foul, dawg Leaning with your left but you stand in southpaw Be the same n***as that'll take you out, dawg Leaving n***as hungry but you eating Mr. Chows, dawg Where the love at? Where the love at? I'll give up all this money to get lil cuz back Before my n***a go starving like where the grub at Give up the fame, start over and get my buzz back Do it again, murder his k**er him and his friend Put the arena, step on the stage, k** him again Look at the stands the fans coming filling them in To give my n***a a chance, see him winning again [Hook]