22Gz - MONEY & FAME Lyrics

Dubba-AA
All of the fallen blickys
Free them steppers, free them twirlers
Know my biggest enemy is idle time
(This is the sound)

All this money and this fame, can't let it drive me crazy
Baby mama pregnant, pray I get to meet the baby
I can't let these niggas take me out, you must be brazy
Brodie got hit up, if I was there I would've saved him
Product of the streets, I'm proud to say look what it made me
Gotta watch your circle, even family be shaky
I can't let 'em get too close to me, these niggas snakey
Bet I up the blicky first, 'cause I can't let 'em take me
We lost three in a year (RIP)
We ran all out of tears (all out of tears)
I'm a dub from the passenger, bro gon' shoot from the rear
And wherever we catch him at, bitch, we leavin' him there
Fourth quarter, we clutchin', we pullin' up anywhere
Went from bobbin' and weavin' to uppin' and squeezin'
I done turned to a demon, I hardly be speakin' (gang, gang, gang)
Pussy pressin' buttons, bet my tongue can hit the kill-switch
(Bro was on 'em Percs when he got hit, say he ain't feel shit)
Opps go in the dirt, and for his matha, he won't feel shit
See, I'm tryna steal shit (who invented trill shit?)
When we spot 'em, we gon' spill shit
All we know is pill shit, real shit
I been gettin' money on some trill shit

(They call me the underdog for a reason)
(I ain't got nothin' to lose, everything to gain)
(On the gang)
(Do this shit for the gang)
(My fallen soldiers)
(We real)
(All this gun violence)
(All these slugs flyin')
(Numb to this shit now)
(Keep a blicky)
(Gang)