Welfare

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Styles P] Fuck you and fuck all them If you don't like me then load up and bust off then That was me like a dime ago, now I'm cool my nigga Learned all of the places his baby mama go A bullet in blood is all that I'ma know Kill all these niggas is all the drama know Me? I throw the peace sign, violate my nigga I shoot everything up, even the street sign Welfare, section eight, fuck that shit It feel good headin' to the loft clutchin' fifth Where I'm from your insurance policy is your gun and the coke pack Never go to sleep where they woke at Walk in your sleep or talk in your sleep Me? I rhyme and run and get it off in the streets What would an angel offer a beast? I'm hopin' death in the form of a song that is deep Ghost [Chorus: Whispers] I grew up on welfare, starved Sugar water, syrup sandwiches, just to eat (Just to eat) I never had healthcare, naw Just a pistol on the waist for the beef (Load up) Naw, nigga you can't stop me, no (Can't stop it, no) If it's a war then you gotta go (Gotta go) Bet I pull up to your block, hang that shit right out the window yelling, "Blagh blagh, adiós!" [Verse 2: Styles P] Couple niggas wanna body Ghost Catch that ass slippin' let it ring then its adiós Yellin' capicu playing Dominoes With the cartels deep down in el barrio That mo rental had Montego though Now he sellin' juice independent but he major though Don't you ever try to play him though Your body's like a song that he can't wait to lay it though Hand guns and rifles in the mix When your cipher got the shit and them others niggas don't Then you gotta do shit that them others niggas won't Yeah, it's trifle in the mix you and your brother on the hunt Pray to God they get home If the Feds in the city, we switch phones Niggas hit up the lab and spit poems Nigga, we gettin' wealthy and gettin' stoned Ghost [Chorus: Whispers] I grew up on welfare, starved Sugar water, syrup sandwiches, just to eat (Just to eat) I never had healthcare, naw Just a pistol on the waist for the beef (Load up) Naw, nigga you can't stop me, no (Can't stop it, no) If it's a war then you gotta go (Gotta go) Bet I pull up to your block, hang that shit right out the window yelling, "Blagh blagh, adiós!" [Verse 3: Styles P] Sugar water and a syrup sandwich A little bullet gain a big advantage Yeah, I'm black but my nigga Spanish We gon' do damage, catch the lick then we tryna' vanish Downtown I'm a heavy swinger My gun go, "Blagh blagh," like a Reggae singer That joint heavy in the Chevy but you bet I bring her There's gon' be a lot of blood, bring a set of cleaners Known in Mecha, Medina, and Medellín, An O.G. known all over the globe They say life is a gamble but you ain't bet a thing You said you goin' to war but you ain't dead a thing Yeah, I been to jail but never said a thing Ghost [Chorus: Whispers] I grew up on welfare, starved Sugar water, syrup sandwiches, just to eat (Just to eat) I never had healthcare, naw Just a pistol on the waist for the beef (Load up) Naw, nigga you can't stop me, no (Can't stop it, no) If it's a war then you gotta go (Gotta go) Bet I pull up to your block, hang that shit right out the window yelling, "Blagh blagh, adiós!"