Can’t Ban the Bandman

Lyrics
[Intro] Huh, hey Stop rappin' my life, nigga [Verse 1] Huh, real nigga, famous rapper, I ain't nothin' fake Bitch, only the family matters, so no, you ain't safe Tuh, show you 'bout that blender action, put you on a play That ain't gangster if you Instagram, go get your lil' fame Fuck you mean, buy it back? Boy, you better pawn that lil' shit 'fore your grave The whole world couldn't wait for me to slip, yeah, okay, okay Yeah, you did your thing, nigga, got yourself some bling But you fucked up on one thing, nigga, ain't put one in my face [Refrain] And I'm still not checkin' in with nobody Y'all not putin' no fear in nobody And I still be everywhere with nobody Tuh, hey, with nobody [Verse 2] One day, this big-ass heart gon' get me zipped Kеpt it too real with y'all, you niggas switched I went on licks with y'all, don't you forgеt Come on now, don't try to play me like I'm— Like I'm soft, 'cause you know I get on bullshit Don't act like I wasn't in y'all city shreddin' all the hooligans My kids made me soft, fuck my pride, they gotta see me live But respect ain't goin' And this don't go unfinished, and it ain't no time on that I am not you dumb niggas, get put in that trick bag I really played the streets, nigga, shred, shred, no mask Took shit, all hands, up blicks, sit on them hands [Refrain] And I ain't checkin' in with nobody With nobody With nobody And I'm still nobody [Interlude] (Rell On The Track) [Verse 3] If it's fuck you, then it's fuck you, no apologies We'll never cop a plea, I'll never swap teams I ain't even got it in me [Interlude] (The biggest creature) (Oh no, Slim Rell did that) (Thank you, GC) [Verse 4] So many failed attempts on my life It's a reason they ain't finish me They tried to do your baby just like Kennedy But that boy Lonnie got the hard to kill remedy Hah, they wonder how I lived from a headshot Niggas is hard to kill from my block, tuh We been rich since we was youngins, so they think we made it Affiliated with the murderers, the hustlers We ain't come up Crip and Blood gangbangin' I grew up seein' unc' cook a bird up And don't forget that Strathmo was the worst, dangerous And we was robbin' new niggas tryna hang with us [Outro] I been tryna write and stay focused But why they tryin' me like I won't get back on that? Right back on that No face, sorry, mama, I'm not a killer But I gotta get these niggas whacked Back on that These pussies got me fucked up
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- BandGang Lonnie Bands