White Dave - Hunting Season Lyrics

Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing
Fuck it I'm lit up again
Makin' you sit up again
I grew up picking up a switch I paid for all of my sins
Grew up wit lions inside of a den
I hail from the riches
I'm silencing critics
Told that lil freak to keep mindin' her business
This shit get deep I keep testing the limits
This shit get deep I keep testing the limits
Walk down the street take a peek how we living
It's no debatin' we robbin' and stealing
No way to save him they spot em they kill em
It's not an attempt it was way too deliberate
Niggas go life for a life in the trenches
Pull up and blast they gone in an instant
Damn this is the way that these niggas be moving
Man outside the circle like what's is they doing
Fam breakin' our backs in this race for survival
Mamas and grannies laid out in the aisles
Drifting to madness and caught in a spiral
Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing
Niggas real cut throat cash in a duffle
Stacks on his head hit his brain for bundle
Dog eat dog
We was really raised to rumble
Here to raise hell
My team won't fail
Straight to the point I'ma nail
When the pressure was applied
You see who thrived
Didn't think we'd make it out alive
Doing deals on a cell
Rich clientele
Reachin' new heights for the clique
We done took our share of L's
Now we don't slip
Niggas really prepped for the chip
So connected
well respected
Earned our reputation
Disrespected
Segregated
But we're Gods favorite
Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing

Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing
Fuck it I'm lit up again
Makin' you sit up again
I grew up picking up a switch I paid for all of my sins
Grew up wit lions inside of a den
I hail from the riches
I'm silencing critics
Told that lil freak to keep mindin' her business
This shit get deep I keep testing the limits
This shit get deep I keep testing the limits
Walk down the street take a peek how we living
It's no debatin' we robbin' and stealing
No way to save him they spot em they kill em
It's not an attempt it was way too deliberate
Niggas go life for a life in the trenches
Pull up and blast they gone in an instant
Damn this is the way that these niggas be moving
Man outside the circle like what's is they doing
Fam breakin' our backs in this race for survival
Mamas and grannies laid out in the aisles
Drifting to madness and caught in a spiral
Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing
Niggas real cut throat cash in a duffle
Stacks on his head hit his brain for bundle
Dog eat dog
We was really raised to rumble
Here to raise hell
My team won't fail
Straight to the point I'ma nail
When the pressure was applied
You see who thrived
Didn't think we'd make it out alive
Doing deals on a cell
Rich clientele
Reachin' new heights for the clique
We done took our share of L's
Now we don't slip
Niggas really prepped for the chip
So connected
well respected
Earned our reputation
Disrespected
Segregated
But we're Gods favorite
Bread ran out got down real bad so a nigga gotta hustle
Streets dried up and the block won't flood boy the hood don't love you
One lone wolf on the hunt for a feast I know that feeling
Niggas gone eat whether rain of sleet I'ma make me a killing