Don Q

#freeda9
2014 Nigga my life done changed Look at my city nigga, that shit on flames Big up to Brooklyn nigga like shotta days But everyday I'm with my ICM, sapase Used to ride on them niggas block everyday Tryna go rock, niggas tryna rock me But how you gon' stop a nigga that ain't like me? We still in cocky, get it with the posse Calmly, shitting with the army Tryna get in touch with my mommy Just to see her sons living properly I tell her, "me and Fetti good", thanks to [?] No more bandos or public lobbies It's big house, big couch with a balcony And I bet them hating niggas still doubting me Shout out to Meek Milly, real OGs always look out for me Do you see my vision? To the top we go, to the top of the ceiling What about them buildings No heat, no water, no toilet to shit in So now when I get it, with me and my brother Nigga we shitting Kemar got a prison Build pops a home, just to go chill in What about my living? Letras de cancionesEveryday with a Glock 'cause them niggas was killing But I was commited To all of my niggas so yeah I was with it I was strapped with a glizzy I mean strapped with a glizzy, looking for niggas If I see him, I swish 'em I'll let Cueno go get em 'cause Cueno so with it If he move, we blitz it He 'gon end up missing My niggas so different Better mind your business Don't start no shit, if you ain't 'gon finish Bet it hurt your feelings 'Cause the day you lack, my niggas is killing When I get that million Take care of the killers, the hood and the children I do this shit for the ghetto nigga For my block, for my hood, for my gang, for my niggas, for all my fallen soldiers RIP all my felons, free the felons I do it for the real GS9, we too 9 Ain't no chill button I come from the 9 hoe I'm the crack when the coat cook I'm the dope that the boat pushed Google me nigga, just go look Who are these niggas? They so shooked I got a bag, I pile up the stash of hundreds That shit about 4 foot Nigga that's a C-note book My chain hot, Kilo look Just say a prayer if you care for me 'Cause I remember who was there for me I'm famous so I move carefully I'm taking drugs for the therapy It's only one It's not a pair in me I don't know why they comparing me I am the one Look how they staring me Wishing that they can get near to me I keep a gun It ain't no fear in me Nigga this must be a parody My chain is a ton All of this clarity Raising my funds like a charity My dog on the run It is not fair to me He said them folks tryna bury me He just had a son but apparently We never speak on the phone cause they hearing me It's clear to me That I'm the nigga that the streets praise Catch a charge then I leave state I got killers waiting on release dates Put in work nigga each day And it's overnight I don't sleep late I'm in the alley with the free base For the niggas tryna get they weed laced Philippé plates when I eat steak Remember I couldn't afford it The rent due and we couldn't ignore it Furniture put in the storage I throw your bitch in the whip and I floor it Shades? I Christian Dior it She was just under my pics and he saw it Then he went tryna report it Gotta watch who you trust nigga Nowadays it'll be the close ones Shit changed when the folks come They gone tell em all about your coke run Pay attention, gotta see the signs Gotta read in between the lines Certain things you gotta keep in mind Real nigga, free the 9 Yeah, came in from nothing nigga I know how it feel to take loses Put your niggas in position to make bosses I took over the streets single-handedly nigga You gotta respect that I put my hood on my back first nigga Yeah, free GS9 nigga Free all my niggas locked down I ain't forget about none of y'all, gang From Letras Mania