Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Little Torment] You ever put bro six feet deep? Forever sleep, now you've got forever beef I might leave but me, the hood will never leave I'm sliding through hundred, Beverley They said it was Tormz allegedly Back to the jailhouse, never B That's one place I don't wanna ever be The good trees take the edge off me For Wreck I'm doing it recklessly Solo if they don't step with me All of my cats still belling me I see a friend turned snake and enemy You ever feel that jealousy? That ain't a friend, that's a frenemy Man's been on top since up top When I was on the block just selling weed All of my raps still venomy I'm still in my bag, big energy You ever walk out of court for a strap And go get a next strap, what you telling me? My gang's still egging me on in the booth And bro make the beat sound heavenly I'm still rolling with the carelessly In my feelings so much that I barely sleep You ever run from the C.O.P.'s? Cause you went round there, let it P.O.P That's the corner boys and the T.O.G.'s Anybody gets it, A.B.G Free the lifers till the day they're free Fuck them pussios that hate on me You know how the streets stay, it's mean Never seen a murder and a taped-off scene [Hook - Little Torment] Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently [Verse 2 - R.A.] Ever slapped a twenty-two? Shot till it breeze cocked? SUV ringer driving past, G block Bro's in the back like "I just wanna beat off" I'll point two, gave him one-on-one like a fiend's shot Still got that three-point-five like a weed shop Still got that fat thirty-eight and that mean Glock I press both buttons same time like a screenshot Like them Reebok Classic Workouts, you'll get leaned off Run up on the opp block, get bun like a hot dog Never run when it pops off, only if man let shots off You say you're gang, you're the top boss You ever stepped out, dropped off? You ever got a dance locked off? Talking bunning then bopped off Drive home, no stop off Nine chrome with the crop top Take his roof like a drop-top You see that route got blocked off Cause that yout got knocked off We even shoot when the block's hot You don't wanna hear that knock knock Cause you'll end up in a cop shop And in a hole like a hot rod I did time like a stopwatch Tell donny "Better stop stop" Got this S.K. locked off I see man get dropped off Then their team turned washed up [Hook - Little Torment] Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently Dark thoughts, dark memories People laying in the cemetery I'm a gangster that will greet you pleasantly I've got it on me presently