Word 2

Lyrics

[Verse] Look All I wanted was the riches, uh But you niggas pissin' me off Like, watch how you talk to a boss, uh Watch how I'm counting up I know it's hate, 'cause they seein' my dollars up, uh I see 'em talk what they say they gon' do But I don't see the follow up, uh My niggas really go— purge Push that button, I'm giving the word Let these bullets go fly like a bird I'm still on that shit, nigga fuck what you heard, look, uh, look This time, I promise, I'm leavin' no trace He disrespect and I'm sealing his fate Fuck with them, duck with them You catch a stray Ain't no remorse, uh We don't negotiate either Leave you cold when it's hot like a fever How you cuffin' that bitch, she a eater, uh The dogs, they be hitting my line, it's up Catch 'em, we clip 'em, his time is up He think he fast and doing the dash So fuck it, let's catch 'em before you run Word to my mother, I'm onto you niggas I won't forget, I ain't sparing, uh Word to my mother, I'm onto you niggas Run into me, don't you panic, uh I'm smoking opps that I can't say Some niggas tried, the same niggas fried I'm smoking opps that I can't say Let niggas try, still keep a .5 Niggas like, "Sheff, don't be posting your bread on the 'Gram" Niggas plottin' on catching a lick I keep a Glock with me, fuck people watching me Think about robbin' me, you gettin' hit Run up, get done up I still got the one up, the moment you slip, I'll be catchin' your fall I know they mad I'm still in the game I ain't catching no fouls, so they watchin' me ball I'm gettin' money and they bitches love me I hope you hate me forever Don't care if it's sunny out, it could get ugly out Playin', I'm changing the weather I scream out, "Look" so you hear what I speak My gun expensive and your talk is cheap My bitch a baddie and your bitch is weak My niggas flexin' and your niggas leach We not the same in this game and I promise you I am not here to be playin' fair You niggas pray to me, I do you dirty I'm really gon' hit 'em up and leave 'em there, uh No fireworks, I light up the block (Block) We celebratin', I'm going to chop (Chop, chop, chop, bah) [They ain't gettin' back, took it out on a hot?] ([?]) Niggas like, "Sheff, you movin' too hot", uh [Outro] Uh, M8V3N, M8V3N gang It's Shooter, Shooter That's Shooter gang, Shooter ga-ga-ga-gang M8V3N, M8V3N gang It's Shooter, Shooter That's Shooter gang, Shooter ga-ga-ga-gang Hahaha ...