Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah! One of my dogs tried to shut on me, he a trip He be acting like the big homie, cause we were jitz I remember he'll show out, in front of girls Always had to pull his hands out, and show the world Then he told me to keep that ni**a close, he was jealous Every secret that we shared together, he will tell it She went dice in the projects, with the bango Pearly ni**a we become a saint, any stranger Then he got stranger, moving all suspects But it's all love, I just try to change the subject We was getting money, he was spending I was saved They say opposite track, I believe that to this day Calling bitches on the phone, it was down for whatever We were tricking hit the teller, even fuck them together Promise I ain't see it coming, all the evil and greed Backstabbing ass ni**as, way out of my lead 2 chorus of brown liquor, and I'm talking this shit Big Willy like he hanged around with bosses and shit He was getting on my nerves, so I felled back They say the pussy ain't good, if you smell that A week later crossed paths seemed fake But what's happening? Fistbumps a handshake He got jammed, I was at his court date He got out and pulled his pistol in my face Like fuck ni**a, I should kill ya say something Make the wrong move make the news, and wait the money At my sister's house chill ni**a, it's just Bris Shut the fuck up soft ass ni**a, you just scared I'm blind to the fact, of a situation All my life I've been dealing, with these ni**as hating Call out my sister gifts, she like what Bris Like open up I'm going through some fuck shit Now I'm thinking I should buck and let em plant me Cause I can't let nothing happen to my family They like try sum bitch ni**a, you better not I'm like damn dog, I got more money at that spot Over here bite, but he was at a mate waiting I noticed he was shook, cause his hands kept shaking You walking to the door, the 40 ride beside of me Ain't paying attention, I'ma try (Hol' up!) [Verse 2] Dam!! I think I'm hit, blood leaking from my chest Can't believe that I slipped, and almost got left Tires spinning out, must be him And the chances that I make it, must be slim My people calling for the people and panic, heart frantic I remember the police pulling up, with paramedics I think I'm losing it, Bris stay with me Still confused by this pussy ni**a, hit me Time running through my mind, heart beating hella fast Let em know hella bad, doc tryna tell us that The bullet travel, by the time I hit the gravel I'm paralyzed, nah On the flip side, this ni**a flexing on a goon Let him tell it, the fuck boy tried and he gave it to em Living in the crazy ass times, he got a ni**a flatline Hol' Up!