Deeski, Lil Zay Osama - Seen It All Lyrics

Lala on the beat

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless
Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils

We turn our bully on, them switches active, know they shoot the fastest (wait, what?)
Lil' brodie ain't givin' no passes, walkin' you down it's a tragedy (wait, what?)
They say that they block is the realest, I know that them niggas some bitches (wait, what?)
Your man he the jake, he a witness, he pointin' out in them pictures (wait, what?)
Lil' bro and them stand on the business, you know they known to get wicked
My niggas is vicious, you know that we deep in the trenches
I ain't duckin' no issue, we comin' to get you
These slugs'll touch you, we leave you in public
If I slide off the muzzle, you know that's my brother
Got Boonie on the side of me, you that he clutchin'
That Draco be bussin', you know that's it rushin'

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless
Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils (gang, gang, gang)

We in traffic in that fast shit, only twin and Dede'nem
R.I.P. J-Money dummy, GDK for GD'nem
Belt boys put belt to ass, nigga, fuck the dump we don't be with them
Gave them niggas on the low in the past, my people be with them
Heard the feds listenin' (shh) 'cause they don't rap about them switches (shh)
My opps be on fan shit, ah ha, you on a mission
I feel like I'm Big Bank, I be speakin' facts, I stopped the dissin'
Opps be playin' OT, them niggas ain't popped out in a minute, gang
Foenem in the county, they got on your homie ass
She like, "Zay you got rich, you can't speak with your lil' phony ass"
Opps FaceTime me, yellin' through my phone, I know they homie died
We took out our main nigga, he the only one that'll slide, glah

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless
Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'
We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins
We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active
Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher
Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?
Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher
Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils