Never Scared

Lyrics

[Intro: EST SkiMike] Ayy, who dat? John Gotitt (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: EST SkiMike] Yeah, what you know 'bout trappin' out them late nights? What you know 'bout staking out on wolves and not the great whites? I done been too deep inside of shit where I couldn't think right Bullets numb my body, I don't feel nun' Bullets hit your partner, why you leave him? Still ain't killed nothing Laid up in the hospital, a couple niggas kill for me Niggas mention me, you really informants Crazy to think them niggas been our factors Ain't try to hit on none of them niggas backwards Suppliers, they ain't have it Been balling a whole season, niggas balled out for a quarter Can't bite the hand that feeds you when my hands gave you the Porsche Hard head, but my money long, call me once he dead And nod your head, so I know buddy gone Duckin' feds, can't duck that sled that sent your buddy home Made a nigga rich, just off a flip phone Niggas can't compete, get out the streets, ain't touched a hunnid long Nah, I ain't never scared, my mama knew I been a demon We can take it there, don't do no evil Know my peoples ain't gon' make it fair They ain't killing teddy bear, nah, I ain't never scared Nah, I ain't never scared My mama knew I been a demon, we can take it there [Verse 2: EST Gee] I'm tryna' make it hurt I should sell some shirts 'cause all my murders merch Young and turnt, fifty five and I throw C's for John Kirk He kept it real later but lied at first, I told him, ''Find dirt'' Or find a church, might not stay alive, when that iron burst My eyes hurt, stalking these lil' niggas from a finsta Guess I scared them niggas, blocked me from they stories and pictures And you know what's the issue, I ain't gettin' into that with you I'm tryna' make it tense you, I can't sit and think about who diss who I'm a real street nigga, these artists is artificial And it's up with whoever, ain't no pick and choose to pick through And your lil' bro want rap, and mine want bodies on his pistol And know if I don't catch you, it's gon' fall back on your nephew Fast, put that switchy on his ass like he broke curfew Crash, brains all over the dash, them 7.62s And I ain't never hate or emulate, some shit a bitch do I heard he had a buzz, caught him, knocked out his potential, nigga [Outro: EST Gee] You know how a nigga be buzzin' a little bit? Nigga be gettin' a little bit of attention and shit, then he die There a lot of that goin' on Snake pit, don't get yo' face hit Brr