Hitter

Lyrics

[Chorus ?] Man, you fucking with a hitta I've been on the road, man, I gotta get paid I was down and had to get up Before I crossed these roads, man, I'm looking both ways Back against the wall, I had no one to call Problems always follow when you can't shake them off Monkey on my back, I took too many losses Way too many losses [Verse 1: Mozzy] Well known trilla, we the [?] Never aim below the ceiling, I ain't [?] my feelings I'm caught up in this field, and if the [?] plug, [?] that's a drill Say I'm [?] for the Wokky, give it here Cubicals in my ear, blew a bag on the gear Sipping, can bairley stear Suckas been on my reer 'Cause they been taking losses all year, Blood, I sware Dope smoke [?] I was tought to play it fair I was tought to go to war, for niggas wanna take it there God answered my prayers, I can finally feed the fam My back against the wall, I wiggled out of that jam [Chorus ?] Man, you fucking with a hitta I've been on the road, man, I gotta get paid I was down and had to get up Before I crossed these roads, man, I'm looking both ways Back against the wall, I had no one to call Problems always follow when you can't shake them off Monkey on my back, I took too many losses Way too many losses [Verse 2 ?] They told me do my thing, and now they envy that 'Cause what they thought they should be is where I ended at The new kid on the block, I tell them get in tact 'Cause I might run off with the game, and never bring it back Way too many losses, way too many losses I tightened up my circle, I sit down with bosses I sacrificed it all, 'cause that's just what it cost We dream chasing like Meek, you go through wins and losses The game filled with ups and downs, just hope you moving cautious 'Cause it just might be your mans, these streets filled with vultures While I be rocking with the gang, you niggas can't aproach us I'm just out here tryna get it, that's my only focus [Chorus ?] Man, you fucking with a hitta I've been on the road, man, I gotta get paid I was down and had to get up Before I crossed these roads, man, I'm looking both ways Back against the wall, I had no one to call Problems always follow when you can't shake them off Monkey on my back, I took too many losses Way too many losses [Verse 3 ?] [?] Hitta [?] ooking at me, I'ma double [?] Lost [?] [?] When my back was against the wall, nobody was fucking with me Bitches used to laugh [?] ain't have no bitches [?] my nigga When I was down [?] where were you, nigga? Pretty bitch [?] Glock 40 [?] [?] I'm so tired of taking losses [?] homies [?] [Chorus ?] Man, you fucking with a hitta I've been on the road, man, I gotta get paid I was down and had to get up Before I crossed these roads, man, I'm looking both ways Back against the wall, I had no one to call Problems always follow when you can't shake them off Monkey on my back, I took too many losses Way too many losses