From the recording The Last Drive…
an elongated aggressive tale that basically takes its basis from me shooting at someone years ago but i was late on the pull and put two holes in his front door instead. lucky u mf.
Lyrics
First they love u then they hate u then they make u the villain/
I’m cold chillin’
No killa but don’t push me I promise I’m so willin’
Think about how close I came before
sent the bullet thru a niggaz front door whatchu run 4?
Whatchu run 4?
Whatchu run 4?
:(30ish)
I’m that nigga muthafucca u ain’t heard ask around
And that woman that u worship is a bird passed around
See I learned that lesson early it’s unnerving and discouraging
and it slice u like a surgeon but I swerve passed it now
See I think I’m most deserving of this recent resurgence or violence emergence however u see it see it’s my third wind
Dirty
I do all my shit in person
U callin’ the lil homie who out workin to go down fa’ puttin’ work in!
Stay at yo job cuz,
get established watch the big homie handle it
Hands damp I never panic they proactively ready
To uncollapse in a setting the KelTec accurate steady
I’ll turn one rap star to a medley
no makaveli
It’s just Blacc in the black,
Pelle Pelle
The Porsche navy kept the Acura blacc
Nelly Tell me how does it feel to get yo scavenger bacc
I want the bitch I plotted on recording amateur tracks
See bacc when a nigga was duckin’ the potholes collecting zapados
I couldn’t imagine surpassing the Roscoe’s
Or letting the block go
And imma portray it like I was street figure
I really was not tho
I just got niggaz who used to kill other niggaz but now they apostles
I told Matthew to Mark him we Lootin John
And this shoddy the gospel
Now who took discreetness for weakness
Family secrets
carefully sprinkled succinctly I leaked it
I tried to drop game if the masses would peep it
They heard it they censored me edit and bleep it
I tried to stay felony free for a weekend it sent me off the deep end like
Gangsta loc,
Always in the chamber tho I’m trained to go
Don’t matter if the pain exposed
Or not even explainable//
ask me if I’m happy bitch that’s not even attainable
2:10
First they love u then they hate u then they make u the villain/
I’m cold chillin’
No killa but don’t push me I promise I’m so willin’
Think about how close I came before
sent the bullet thru a niggaz front door whatchu run 4?
Whatchu run 4?
Whatchu run 4?

